And she is very taken with the concept that yesterday she was 5, but today she is 6. Mind-blowing. She also had a fit today, stating that she is “the worst writer in the world” because she wrote something and her brother couldn’t read it. Oh my…
Every year I e-mail the social worker that first handled her case and met her birthmother. His birthday happens to be the same day as hers and had he been able to catch the birth certificate processing in time, our Girly’s first legal name would have been the female version of his. So he and the social worker that handled the remainder of the case get an e-mail each year with a link to a photo album of pictures. Occasionally, the first one responds. I have no idea if either of them still work for the state, but I send it anyway. Continue reading Folks, we have a 6-year-old in the house →