Calendars get full, so, we adapt. We celebrate what we can when we can and eventually get around to all we can. We don't always get around to the full Adoption Day celebration (dinner at our favorite Chinese restaurants).
But here's the truth: I celebrate this girl every day.
Even on days I'm exhausted.
Even on days I'm frustrated.
Even on days I'm sick.
Even on days she's any of the above.
Because she completed our family and changed it forever.
She taught her dad how to stand up on an airplane all night long holding an infant so she wouldn't cry from Guangzhou to Los Angeles.
(We call that "bonding".)
She taught him that he is always loved and necessary, even on dark days.
(We call that good therapy.)
She continues to teach him how to burn more stacks of cash for the causes of fashion, music and athletic/artistic performance than his
Midwestern upbringing could ever be comfortable doing.
(We call that a growth experience.)
Happy Adoption Day, Peanut!