One of the tender things I’ve learned from “Little Misses” foster Grandma is that our little girl prays for us each night! I teared up when I learned that she says prayers and mentions each of us by name (as well as she can say them).

Little Miss has our family pictures beside her bed, and names us all “Mommy, Daddy, Dylan, Joshy, Brigs and Noah!”. She’s learning our names!!!!!! EEEK how totally exciting.

I’m so anxious to see her again, it’s getting harder and harder to be away. Can’t wait till Christmas holidays when we can be with her more steadily. In the mean time I’ve satisfied myself with some retail therapy that will benefit her new wardrobe! She is so beautiful, I know that she will look gorgeous in anything – but I’ve waited a LONG time for her and I’m thrilled to finally have a chance to buy girly, frilly, pink, stuff!!!! I told my MIL yesterday that I’m “Working on her Closet” to which I got some hilarious laughter.