She likes to say "talk to me Mommy, . . . ." and tonight she was just not ready to sleep when I was putting her to bed so I asked her if she wanted to hear about how she came to be our daughter?! she said, "tell me Mommy".
I shared that after we had her older brother and sister we wanted another little girl, we were matched with precious Casiana in Romania but they never allowed her to come home. We went to Ukraine where we saw the face of and met and brought home her precious brother. Years went by and we still had an ache, a little girl missing in our family . . . we looked for her, we couldn't find her but we filled out the paperwork anyway and we waited. One day they called - they sent her photo and we saw the face of the little girl we were waiting for. Our Tia, our beautiful daughter. Now we enjoy that precious little face everyday.
She liked the story, she started kissing me, she was being silly. I love that girl. She still couldn't fall asleep.
She drives me crazy.
Dad took over and she is asleep now.
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.