Wubitu is doing wonderfully. We are down to maybe 1 fit a day! She is learning lots of English and can communicate most of her basic needs at home including the names of all her favorite foods (cereal, milk, juice, water, banana, dabbo, and poptart). She still gets some words and sounds mixed up like underwet for underwear and calls Carter Quarda. We are doing basic puzzles with animals or transportation to help her vocabulary to grow. She is still very angry with me that I can't put her in preschool. She doesn't understand and I can't adequately explain to her estimated birthday missed the cut off for preschool by 2 months. Everyday she says, "Daddy work, Noah school, Carter school".....then gives me the puppy dog eyes and says "Wubitu school?" Then she gives the sad eyes all the way home from dropping Carter off. Today to help cheer her up we tried a little retail therapy (she is a girl after all... a good sale or clearance always brightens my day) we went to the Halmark going out of business sale to buy Webkinz for the boys' Easter present (half off...yeah!) She liked looking at all the stuffed animals as I told her what they were. She was disturbed by several of the greeting cards though. She didn't like one with a messy baby or an old wrinkly lady. She is so cute and animated that everyone flocks to her at the store. I still don't know what to say when people ooh and aah over her and tell me how cute she is....thanks is all I know to say.

I had a little break down this week driving to a friends house when I realized that God had blessed me so mightily this last year. I never realized how strong my desire was for a little girl until I experienced the joy of holding her in my arms EVERY DAY. To see her face light up when she sees me every morning and smothers me with kisses and tight hugs...I just melt. I have always been a proud "boy mamma" but growing up with only sisters I knew I always deep down felt like I was missing something. It hit me hard listening to my little girl who barely speaks English trying to sing along with me to the Christian radio station and sitting together to put pretties in her hair which leads to my envisioning my little girl dancing in her first recital putting tears in a proud papa's eyes and shopping for Christmas gifts together. This week has really unlocked a flood of emotion as I realize that God is so Good...I could never have asked for a more wonderful little girl who giggles with such ecstasy, shows off a little sassy side, rivals all of my goofy faces, and hugs me so tightly that it warms my heart even on the gloomiest days.