This has been another rough week with Cava, but in the midst of the storm, I praise God for the small victories we make with him. One of them came tonight as he helped me make dinner. It started with me asking him what foods he liked when he was in Ukraine. Cava made a face and told me he didn't like the food there. Then, for the very first time, he told me that he liked being here better than being back in Ukraine. Of course, I had to give him a great big hug and kiss. And, yes, I teared up.
(Sidenote: The photo is of Cava showing me his "Spiderman" muscles, which he is very, very proud of).