Dear Zoë,

You have been home with us for just over 7 months now–you have now officially been with us longer than you had been in agency care in Ethiopia.  It is a glorious moment and I have a hard time remembering what it was like before you entered our lives.  Maybe that is becasue you have been with us since we were in Ethiopia picking Noah up.  That is when your daddy looked at me and said “I want a baby girl.”  As soon as we were home, we began the process to add you to our family.  I hope that you will someday know exactly how wanted you were/are.  I want you and your brother to both know and understand just how much we wanted you all in our lives and not because we want your gratitude, but because I want you to be strong and confident and that will come from you understanding just how important you are to us.  

You have started to play the harmonica and it is really cute.  You walk around blowing into it and smiling at yourself and giggling like a school girl.  You continue to follow your brother and dad around as though they invented all the cool things in your world.  You and your brother are inseperable and are total buds.  You pal around together all day and Noah only pushes you around sometimes and you are perfecting your fake cry so that Noah gets in trouble and you get the attention.  It’s quite girly of you and it scare me for what those teen years are going to bring. 

Life has been crazy this month and very busy.  You are easy going and just roll with all the ups and downs.  You are quick with a smile and a laugh.  You love to snuggle and drink coffee.  You haven’t met an opportunity to eat that you haven’t taken advantage of.  You sit for minutes and attempt to put on your socks and shoes–even though you already have shoes on.  You scream to let me know you want something, that you are unhappy, or that you are happy.  You are an equal opportunity screamer and while it is often cute–sometimes it makes me want to gouge my eyes out and let my brain explode.  But you never fail to make me smile. 

Your rock our world Zoë and I can’t imagine my life without you nor can I remember what life was before you. 

Love you,

Mommy