Simple words from such a deep little heart.
A calmer Eli has emerged in the 19 days since we've been back. Maybe it's because all five of us have been under the same roof morning, noon and night for each one of these days. Everything that makes him feel secure is right here with no threat of leaving. Or, maybe it's because the Christmas season has captured his imagination, fascination and attention just like I knew it would. Or, maybe it's because he is taking his role of caretaker very seriously. You couldn't give this little guy a bigger job than asking him to help push bubba's wheelchair or sit in the bed and play Legos or Mario Kart with him.
All 5 under one roof.
The Christmas season all around us.
Caring for his best friend.
The highest term of endearment that Eli understands is "best friends". Some of his best friends are real and some are animated, but, the fact is: if you're one of them, you are pretty special to him. He protects and loves all his best friends with every inch of his 3 year old self. When we told him about Jacob's legs, he asked if he could give Jacob some medicine to make him feel better. I said, "No, baby, but you can pray for Jacob." He has prayed this very prayer night after night since then. At least once a day, he'll ask, "Are Jacob's legs fixed? Are his legs working?" I always reply, "No, baby, but they're getting better."
What a faithful brother, faithful best friend, he has proven to be. Oh, the lessons I can learn from him. I am a sister to 3, sister-in-law to 8 and a best friend to 2 but yet I don't practice that same commitment in praying for these people whom I am closest to. If only my heart could be like his.
(I should add that, yes, even with two broken legs, Jacob still likes to sit Indian style.
And, yes, it drives us crazy! The doctor said it was okay so what can we say??)