Time to Grow Up

Last night, as I do every night, I went into to Molloy's bedroom at about 11:30 pm. I watched her lying there, all curled up with the blankets pushed aside on a particularly warm night. Her thumb sat idly by her poised lips, waiting for an unsuspecting moment to be reinserted back into her mouth in a comforted repose.

Molloy's First Night in Our Family: Tyumen, Russia

She was bigger than I remember her almost three years ago when we brought her home and plopped her into her bed for the first time. Only now, as I compare my view to my memory, do I see she has grown, if only slightly and beyond my daily perception. Her face has changed, I see it now...her curves, her fleshy cheeks, her perfectly shaped lips...somehow smiling at me, knowing even in her sleep that I am studying her. She is growing, fed by the love of our family.

Then I went in to check on the boys in their beds and THEY WERE FREAKING HUGE!!!!