I have a new man in my life. Someone I don't want to live without. During my time at the orphanage, when I would go to the baby house, I would seek this little man out. Sure, I enjoyed the other kids, but Musa was by far my favorite – the one I wanted to hold the most and spend the most time with. I did have other kids there I loved, particularly Bosley & Kelvin, but I would always seek Musa out first. He is just so stinking cute. i'm pretty sure that every time I went to see him he would fall asleep in my arms, cuddled to my chest. 
my man! : )
Musa, or "Moose" as I affectionately referred to him as, is 18 months old and he doesn't talk yet, at least if he does, it's not english. I would talk to him, but the only word he would really verbalize would be "huh". Cognitively, he is well aware of what's going on around him. Moose loves to play, he would run around chasing me until he got bored with that and then I would turn around and chase him. He would giggle and run away. We played this game where I would pick him up and throw him on the couch. Then I would grab him by his ankles and swing him back onto the couch.
He was so cute! He always had some semblance of food on his face – whether from breakfast, snack, or lunch, something was always there. But it didn't make me want to hold him any less. The snot running down his face, on the otherhand, did but I just made sure to wipe it away. He was always up for swinging – he just wanted attention. He is sweet!
Bosley looking adorable as always! :: 
Please keep him (and all the kids) in your prayers, as it can get lonely there and he really needs to start developing more in his speech. Prayers for me are welcomed too, as I miss him terribly. When Swaziland opens adoption internationally, and I'm in a spot to adopt, Moose will be the one. And maybe Bosley, too!
