Can you tell I'm behind with the whole world? I love these childhood photographs that Sebastiaan Bremer altered. Also. The outfits. These remind me a little bit of Rylie's "Pollock phase" which means lots of paint splatter ALL OVER her brother's bedding. Did you know he is her favorite? We had her play a game at the MOMA in NYC this summer and told her to find the Pollock which she had learned about at preschool.
She found it. She can spot them anywhere now. Im sure she could even spot a fake. She met another Santa this weekend after she sat on the first ones lap and looked at me and said "Okay Mama where is the REAL Santa? These guys are not Santa." Oh boy.
As promised. If you are reading this it means that she is officially ours.
Okay okay. I have to post one more.
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I promise to remember how my hands felt when I found out on the phone that you are almost ours. I promise to remember how hard it was to promise you that I would be your mama forever before I even knew because there wasnt any way that it couldnt actually be true. We love you Little R. Pinky swear.
Something happens to your heart when it is in the hands of others. When your future as a family is dependent often on people you have never met. Long story short we have to wait several more months to make her ours, even though by most accounts she is ours...I swear I stop breathing for a full minute when I think of the tiny chance she could be taken back even though the chance is so small. Its hard to trust the people that are "looking out" for her when they screw up so badly in just a simple way.
This could have been one of the worst weeks in a long time (a lot of other terrible stuff happened). Which the kids made better by nail parties and a birthday party where they decorated and art directed the cake (pink on the inside and purple on the outside) and a "shark magazine" which was R's idea.