His name is T.

T is seven. T is precious and fun and funny! T talks non-stop. T is awesome. Tonight he had us all busting up laughing with his knock-knock jokes. He made them all up. Okay, so when I say we were busting up laughing, it wasn’t necessarily because the jokes were that funny, but because he was. His smile is huge with a mouth-full of rotten teeth and more dental problems than any other child I have ever met at his age. It is sad. But, his smile is still beautiful and his face lights up when he laughs. He is the life of the party, but can also be shy. He asks lots of questions and he tells stories. We have had many a “learning experience” about his life prior to he and his brother coming to live with us. He is very open and honest about what he has seen and heard.

I want the best for him. I hope and pray he gets what he deserves in life. He deserves a chance. He deserves love. He deserves hope. He deserves better than he has gotten up until now.