Our case worker visited, today. She couldn't believe the change in Little Miss. It's only been two weeks since she was, here, last. "She's just so happy...I wish (foster mom) could see this..."
(As a matter of fact, foster mom is coming to spend the day with us in two weeks!)
Before bed, I took Little Miss to her room to rock. We turned on Pandora worship to drown out the boys. She laid on my chest for an hour before falling asleep.
She just looked at me, with her chubby hand on my cheek. Cooing along with my singing.
My heart swelled at the progress; at our love.
My baby girl knows she's home...