09 September 2012

N. and Chunk

We love us some Chunk-erdoodle!  N. and Isaac adore each other, have fun, giggle, chase each other around, talk about the other one when they're away.  N. is always asking when they can play again.  I love his cute, cute face, his funny little sayings, and just his overall happy spirit.  

N. can read his freight train book all by himself, and wanted to read it to Chunk--so sweet.

I'm copying this from Cindy's blog--it touched my heart, of course made me cry, but made me so grateful that N. and Chunk can be buddies--they both need each other.  They both lost someone very close to them, but I am grateful for how they have bonded. I'm grateful for Cindy, for their whole family, for their faith and strength.  We love you Atticus, miss you, but we know we will see you again, and that N. will be your friend in the eternities.  It's comforting to know that N. has a little angel rooting for him on the other side. 

From Cindy's blog--"Buddies... It was hard for to be around kids Atticus' age for the first while (still is at times). The first time we had a play date with Noah and Peter was.... hard. For me. Isaac on the other hand had an absolute ball and was in heaven. He followed Noah everywhere. Everywhere. When it was time for them to go, Isaac watched from the window and cried and cried calling for Noah. So then we both sat there watching Noah get in the car and cried. It was the first time I realized that Isaac does get it. He knows Atticus' is gone and misses him. It broke my heart. For the next week or so, Noah was all Isaac talked about. I knew that even though it was really hard for me, we needed to be around Noah. Isaac needed it. And so did I. 
Isaac ADORES Noah. Like, when I get him up from his nap he say's Noah?! When I tell him we are going bye-bye, he says, "Noah?" The cute thing is, is that Noah loves him too. They are such buds. Isaac thinks Noah is hilarious and Noah thinks Chunks pretty funny too.
Noah is a sweet heart and humors me. Every once in awhile I ask him for a hug. I want to squeeze him so tightly but don't want to creep him out!! But my goodness how I miss my 4yr old."

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