Yesterday was a good day.  We are a bit tired and ready to go on to Guangzhou.  The realities of a very busy two year old are setting in.  They aren't bad, but just something that will take some readjustmet to.  We went to the People's Park in Nanning which was nice but it started to rain and on the way back we got soaked.  This was apparently a new experience for our guide....I guess having a family get soaked but we took it all in stride.  Jake was confused that he was wet.  He laughed as we walked in the rain and did a sweet little shiver (another one of those things that's the same everywhere).  Probably not one of my favorite things that we did was going to this bouncy house / padded play area things in the park, but the children enjoyed it.  I didn't like the pit with balls in it as I could picture snakes nestled down in it and children who are used to urinating in public going in there.  And my precious Parker and Jenna and Jake were in there.  The park is outside so I could easily see how something bad could be in there.  But Jake was fixed on it and Parker and Jenna were oblivious.  So I just kept trusting God.  There were lots of moms with their only sons (David commented that the boys were getting spoiled by moms and grandmoms because of the one child policy) and Jake took to an older boy in the pit.  They were speaking in Cantonese or Mandarin back and forth and throwing the balls everywhere.  It was okay; this was normal for Jake.  But just the whole scene, recounting it now, makes me feel a little queezy.  Plus combining that with incredible humidity, I was uncomfortable.  Finally I went over to the pit to try and get Jake out because the girls were tired and spelled the most awful smell. Jake did a typical two year old fit and so to avoid lots of stares, I let him stay.  Finally we told David we were done and we got him out.  The language barrier is an issue even for a two year old.

Sleeping is when I think it hits Jake that his whole world has changed.  There are many things I have to learn but I am trusting and need to remember to trust God that He will reveal all that I need to know.  Jeff was both mine and Jake's hero last night.  I wanted to do our bedtime routine but Jake has figured that out.  So the whailing started (don't know if I'm spelling that right).   It's almost like if he doesn't have to go to sleep he won't think about how much has changed.  He's grieving I think.  So Jeff just looked out the window with him and talked to him so sweetly.  I was so tired from the night before.  I had that feeling like I do with my other three children like I just have to get them to bed so I can sleep.  Jeff cuddled up with Jake on this couch thingy in the room and brought out a flashlight pen thing that I had bought for the girls for Christmas. I had also packed some glow sticks from Target and Jeff just quietly played with him until he finally fell to sleep.  I was so zonked that I went to sleep before Jeff had finished this routine but I woke up when I heard Jeff laying him down.  I am already adjusting my thinking for tonight.  He won't sleep in the bed with us...we tried that right away.  But he has slept since Jeff laid him down and is still asleep.

Today will be a big day for all of us as we go to meet the foster parents and visit the orphanage.  Honestly I am anxious about this.  Please pray for all of us...for our safety, for Jake and the time when we have to leave that a peace will overcome him, for the foster family.  And pray for our visit to the orphanage and to Jake's finding place.  It all honestly makes me feel a bit sick.  I am trying to remember the verse that says that perfect love casts out fear.  It keeps coming to mind.