Leif is our eighth child, a long awaited blessing from our Lord. He has eight siblings, and they adore him. Well, maybe Dante is a bit conflicted sometimes, but that's ok. Leif is loved.
And Leif loves. He loves his brothers and sisters. They are each his. If Amelia is holding Kimberly, he tells her "My baby!". If Zachary is remonstrating with Micah, Leif steps in and says, "My Micah!".
Leif loves his yard, his home, his animals. He collects eggs every morning with Zachary. He plays in the sandbox with Amelia and Sunny. He yells to be pushed on the swing, and Daddy and I drop what we are doing to spend that time with him.
Every little boy, every little child, should know love. Warmth. Hugs. Swings. Parents. Family. Holidays and Birthdays and...
He desperately needs to be loved. To be adopted. If I had $15,000 to add to his grant and pay for his adoption, I would not hesitate. But I know it is not realistic for me to think we can adopt him. However his family is out there, and he needs prayers, he needs his grant fund to go up to help the his parents adopt him.
In these photos he is clearly stimming, because he has no sensory input except what he gives himself. My Dante also stims, because his autism causes him to need sensory input. Every photo of Vytas is reminiscent of Dante, and it breaks my heart to think of this little boy so desperate for a hug or a kiss that all he can do is repeatedly tap his hand on his mouth, and probably bite himself too. With sensory input and lots of therapy, we have been able to significantly reduce Dante's autistic behaviors, but Vytas does not get therapy.
Please pray for Vytas, that God would be with him while he waits, that
his grant fund would continue to go up, and that a Mommy and Daddy would
adopt him soon.