Forever ours- two years and counting!

Two years ago today,  tiny sweet girl was placed in my arms. I cannot honestly remember our family without her with us. She is sweet, incredibly sensitive, brave beyond belief and a tad spicy, just to keep us on our toes!  Not a day goes by that we don't bow in gratitude for the blessing she is to our family. 

Click here to see how much she has grown these last two years.

Wearing her gotcha day outfit and looking at the book we sent her of our family while she was waiting for us in China. 
Holding a picture of her and her foster mother. This photo was sewn into her shirt over her heart, but we didn't find it until after we got home. Oh, how I hope we can meet this woman some day and thank her for caring for our baby girl for 13 months!
Sitting next to her referral photo, where if you look closely, you can see that it is the same shirt she wore when she was handed to us 5 months later.

"Ummm, Mommy?!? It's a bit drafty in these pants."


They don't call 'em split pants for nothing!!!

Comments

  1. VashtiMay 8, 2009 at 12:12 PM

    she is so sweet!

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  2. Eric and TiffanyMay 8, 2009 at 1:40 PM

    So cute! Those pants are hilarious.

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  3. KimMay 8, 2009 at 6:22 PM

    Where has the time gone? Seems like just yesterday we were having coffee and talking about your trip to get Gianna. I still remember Aria being sooooo patient and finally saying to us, "Talk to ME!"

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  4. The Straight'sMay 8, 2009 at 10:08 PM

    How sweet she looks in her Gotcha clothes and with her foster mom. You are one lucky mom!

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  5. amyMay 8, 2009 at 10:49 PM

    OH she is just precious..Spicy? Really?? I never would have known

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  6. La Dolce VitaMay 9, 2009 at 6:10 AM

    I bet the time has flown. Neat post, and funny pants!

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  7. HennHouseMay 14, 2009 at 7:07 PM

    Happy GOTCHA day!!

    (And she just keeps getting cuter!)

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