As of today, Van has now lived more days in the USA than he lived in China. It's hard to think about the fact that he spent the first 790 days of his life somewhere else and without us. It is actually much much harder to think about than I realized when I started typing this post. I've been thinking about this milestone for a while but focusing on the 791 days he's spent with us vs. the ones without. I can't even begin to imagine what that was like for him but I do know that there was obviously love and caring during those days. He carried that with him and instantly shared it with us. He has brought us 791 days of love and laughter that we never could have imagined. There's at least 791 ways of describing the joy of these 791 days. Infectious belly laughs, silly songs and wacky dances, cheers of encouragement, giggles of deafening proportions, words and words of words of please and thank you and sweet child prayers. He defines joy and he spreads it with reckless abandon. Wonder what the next 791 days might bring?