Christmas proved to be full of laughs and gratitude. We woke that morning and all hustled down the stairs. The boys sounded like a herd of cattle barreling down the steps. I went ahead of them to take pictures and see their faces. I could hear giggles and gasps as they came down the steps. They all came into the playroom and found "their" wrapping paper (each had picked out his/her own paper in advance). My eyes were trying to watch everyone at once, but I think all our eyes were glued on him. Tyson made his way to his batman wrapping paper and looked diligently through his stocking that was laying on top of his gifts. He opened and closed his new superheroes umbrella a zillion times and walked around showing everyone his new green piggy bank (thank you, Dollar Tree). It wasn't until a few minutes later that we realized he didn't understand that the three wrapped gifts under the stocking were also his to open. He had been perfectly content with the small gifts from his stocking. Once we gave him the OK to open the others, he tore into them with utter glee. Typically, we give our kids a want, a need, and a read for Christmas. So, his want was a Nintendo DS
As a "together" gift, the kids got a trampoline for Christmas and thankfully, Christmas day was warm enough for them to enjoy it! Tyson jumped and giggled with all kinds of sheer joy. I stood in the garage at one point just listening to them all giggling and trying to jump to make each other go higher and higher
Just a few days later, we packed all manner of bags and snacks and headed to Atlanta for Passion Conferences. If you ask any of the Mckeehan kids their favorite part of the entire year there is a high probability you will get more than half who would shout the answer with beaming smiles: PASSION. It is our 8th year (I think) of spending New Year's in Atlanta as Mark prepares to serve as a Team Lead for Passion Conferences. So, we typically pack noise makers, hats, horns, and sparkling cider and make our way to the lobby of our hotel. We watch with all the other guests as the ball drops and we make a scene and go back to our clean room without a mess to clean up. It works out well. This year, we had all talked so much to Tyson about Passion that we weren't sure if he was really excited or just pretending to be to get us all off his back about how he SHOULD be excited about it. Either way, he joyfully entered the hotel room with us and looked around taking it all in. It was his first hotel stay. He had stayed in the guesthouse in Ethiopia, but a hotel stay is quite different. About the time he finished up asking us all about the room and what all the light switches were for, there was a knock at the door: the bellhop had arrived with our luggage. As he walked in, he was carrying Brycen's backpack that said "Ethiopia" and has an Ethiopian flag on it. The sweet man carried it in and said, "This my country," pointing to the backpack. I immediately got tears and grabbed Tyson from the adjoining room to introduce him. I explained we had only been home with him for 6 weeks and we chatted about where he was from, where Tyson was from, and our favorite Ethiopian foods. We mentioned celebrating Melkam Gena (Ethiopian Christmas, which isn't celebrated until January 7th). The gentleman was so kind, gentle, and complimentary of Tyson and he stated how grateful he was to have met us. He spoke Amharic to Tyson, but Tyson simply raised his eyebrows in agreement not speaking any Amharic in response. I am thankful for the little things and this one interaction meant so much to us.
New Year's Eve we kept up tradition by celebrating (with the Altom's) in the lobby of the Omni and we let the kids blow horns, scream, and pop noise makers to their heart's content. Then, we all went back to our rooms and fell into deep sleeps. We were tired! The next four days were spent visiting the Aquarium (thank you, Mr. Ron, for our tickets!) and we loved having my niece, Megan, joining us this year at Passion. We weren't sure how Tyson would do and we brought an extra set of hands along since Mark isn't with us most of the time. It was a fun few days with her and having her help as we navigated walking around Atlanta was so appreciated. Once the conference started, Tyson sat with wide eyes at first.... 60,000 people all gathered in one place, loud (beautiful) music, lights, etc. But, he seemed to love it and many of the songs were familiar to him. I tearfully recorded him singing "Good, Good Father" at one of the sessions as Chris Tomlin led. Amid all the people, I felt like it was just us. And this song had become (and HAS become) the anthem of our sweet boy's heart. I loved that he could sing the words without thinking about it. Each one seemed to roll off his tongue with ease and he just sang and watched. I think he was a bit in awe that the man he has listened to sing it a million times before was standing in front of him singing. I love all the firsts.
Passion was the perfect start to the year, which I think every single year. But, this year was no exception. It really was a perfect start. Brycen took on a great responsibility by sponsoring his first Compassion child (we love you, Juselle). So, it was a fruitful (in more than one way) experience. Tyson now joins the other Mckeehan children in LOVING Passion.
After we arrived back home from Atlanta, it was time to SERIOUSLY get back to a routine. The oldest four started back to school and I started doing homeschool with Tyson. YALL. He is so smart. We are working on five sight words a week, so he is up to knowing 15 sight words and knowing long and short vowel sounds, sounding out many words, and he's a math pro. It has been such a joy to be able to teach him at home and to listen to him read two sentences to me on Friday. Later that night I said, "Mark, can you believe we have only had him three months? He has come so far!" And, he has. I still get questions about how he is adjusting and my answer is always the same, "He is just doing great. It is all the prayer. Those long years in the wait were so purposed to prepare him specifically for our family." There are still moments (especially doing school work) when he gets quiet and then starts to cry. This is always a good time to push school aside and sit and hold each other. Sometimes he can verbalize why he is crying and other times he can't. What matters is that I remind him that he is safe, we love him, and we will always take care of him. In these moments of grief and tears I am brought back to the harsh reminder of all the years without us. All the years he was navigating the world on his own. All the days that he may not have been learning in an environment that was safe for him to admit he didn't know an answer. All the nights he silently cried wondering if he'd get a family. And, it's rare that he cries alone in those moments. They don't last long and they don't happen everyday, but when they do, my heart breaks for him. A new home, new country, new language, new family, new food, new friends, new church, and new rules. It's a lot to take it. Overall, he makes it look easy b
Oh! I forgot to update about his minor dental surgery on December 22. The
Our first Sunday back to church after the New Year, I stayed with Tyson for Sunday night EKG (our kids programming on Sunday nights) because he had never gone to a Sunday night before. I knew it would be an unfamiliar routine and a new teacher, so I stayed with him to ensure he would be ok. I was just fine watching him participate in the game reciting books of the bible and having his snack. I was even fine walking to music with him. What I wasn't prepared for was sitting right behind Tyson and Hudson as they were introduced to the Lincoln Brewster song, "Majestic," with motions. Watching Tyson raise his hands in praise and singing, "The heavens declare your greatness, The oceans cry out to you, The mountains, they bow down before you, so I'll join with the earth and I'll give my praise to YOU."
I stood watching his right arm raise and then his left and I cried. I am grateful the music leaders didn't acknowledge my sobs in the back of the room, but when you get glimpses of SHEER REDEMPTION it's just too much to keep inside. Tyson has jumped right into our church schedule like he's always been here. His bible fellowship leaders (we love you Jason and Emily!) and all the Children's Church workers have been THE BEST to welcome him without making him feel
What happened next? Oh!! I know... first snow!!! My goodness gracious. We have talked the last few years about what it would be like for him to see and experience his first snow. So, it was a bit surreal to be putting on layer after layer and to see his face full of expectation and delight. He giggled and squealed and carried on THE WHOLE DAY. Brycen taught him how to sled and unfortunately, we didn't have a good snow for a snowman or snowballs, but he got the idea. And, when everyone would come in to get warm it he wanted to keep all his layers on, even the wet ones, so that the second someone said they wanted to go back out, he was ready to go! I don't think he loved how much time it took to get ready to go out. He became a pro at downing hot chocolate and putting on gloves....something that isn't easy to learn! And, it turns out those snow boots for Christmas came in quite handy!
A few other firsts have been his first paper airplane, playing his first recorder (we made a "family band" with the Bayne's and it was
The next week as we were doing school I was explaining rhyming words and somehow the word kangaroo came up. Tyson looked at me like I had two heads and so I asked, "Have you ever heard of a kangaroo?" He shook his head no. I pushed school aside and began to inquire, "How about a walrus? (no), a rhinoceros? (no, but he loved the name!), a penguin? (no), a baboon? (no), a meerkat? (no), a Panda? (no)" the list went on and on. So, I pulled out my handy-dandy YouTube and we sat watching various animals in the wild. This prompted great conversation about the creativity of God and how He made each animal. So, later that week I took Tyson to the zoo for the first time (thank you, Dana, for getting us in!). He loved it! His favorite animals were the lions and tigers, but he loved the gorillas and gibbons, too. Seeing things through his eyes is just pure joy.
One day this week I was talking to him about our upcoming Disney trip (we were supposed to go in the fall, thinking he would've already been home several months, but we ended up being in Africa. Some thoughtful friends told us over a year ago they wanted to gift us with a place to stay for our first family vacation once he was home. We couldn't do it without this gift. SO GRATEFUL). I want to try hard to prepare Tyson for new things as much as possible, so I was thinking through what we would see and do. I explained about seeing characters, staying in another hotel, a lot of walking, rides, and then it hit me: I bet he's never seen fireworks. I asked him and he said he had never heard of them. THANK YOU, AGAIN, YOUTUBE. We watched firework show after firework show and he just loved it. He knows to expect them to be loud and I literally can't wait to see him at Disney
I know this has been long and if you are still reading BLESS YOU. I have good intentions to blog more often, but sometimes time just gets away from me. I am constantly thinking about you when we go throughout our days so I can remember what to tell you. I will leave you with one funny story (there are a million) that happened last week. Tyson never wants water or food to be really hot or really cold. He just prefers lukewarm. So, he proudly walked out of the bathroom after washing his hands saying, "Mommy, Mommy, I just used burn water!" Tickled, I replied, "I am so proud of you for using hot water, buddy!" I just love him to no end.
As we head out the door for church I am looking at our three youngest boys dressed in their Christmas pajamas (Tyson: Buzz Lightyear, Hudson: BB8, Corbin: classic Mickey characters) for pj night in EKG. It continues to be the little things that leave me the most undone. Watching them in their pj's play and help each other find and put on jackets. It's family. And, as we continue to settle into being a family of seven, nothing means more than to hear Tyson say, "I love my family." We love you, too, sweet boy. We love you, too." Jesus, we love you for showing us what family looks like. For making a way for us, as the foreigner, to know you and to be adopted into your family, having full rights as heirs to your kingdom. Everything we do is for You, to You, from You, by You, through You. We give you praise.
grateful.
carrie
