Adoption Day! for Squirms!

Throughout the day warm, sweet tears have unexpectedly flooded my eyes. Thankfully, I don't even walk to the mailbox without sunglasses on so my tears have mostly been a moment just for me.

Squirm's pleas to play with the Barbie Cake on display at our local bakery reminded me that she is a normal two year old - and I can't think of anything more beautiful than the fact that she is a normal two year old, our normal two year old, who wants every Barbie, Princess, and Sesame Street toy she sees.

Cup Cake!

Yesterday I removed my headphones during a run so I could listen to her singing from the jogging stroller. She had her feet up on the snack tray, barbie in hand, singing.

She calls Curious George "Georgie", as if she and a cartoon monkey are friendly British aristocrats. She demanded to wear a tulle skirt for three days in a row, before I hid it so I could wash it. She throws toys when she is angry, she insists on kissing mama, daddy, and the great before bedtime, and she loves birdhouses.

Oh Shelby Ann....you may be my best friend, but I'm not sharing my cup cake.

Last week we watched a night launch and the next morning she stood up in her crib, pointed to her window and yelled "Rocket! Rocket!", expecting to be able to walk into the backyard at any time and see a rocket. This morning we saw another launch and she happily kept pointing and saying "contrail" to the white smoke left behind as we waited to hear the rumble.

Her room after "independent play" time.

As I write this post, a Belle figurine sits next to my elbow on my nightstand and our washer and dryer are working overtime to clean car seat covers. Belle seems to understand my tears, my joy at being a part of this child's life.



Two years ago Squirms became, officially, ours forever.
(Original Adoption Day Post here: http://cornerofcentralflorida.blogspot.com/2012/05/happy-adoption-day-yesterday.html )

The Smile.

Happy Adoption Day Squirms.