Ten years ago today Jamie, the Original Three, and I arrived home with Amelia. (around 2am) We had met her the night of October 6th, at the JFK Airport in New York City.
Our fourth child, but first adoption.
Amelia was the cutest, yet most scared, 2 year old little girl. She adored Jamie, because she never had a daddy. She did not like me so much and wanted back the Mommy figure's she'd had in her orphanage. After about seven months she decided I would do as Mommy, and I was very thankful she finally made that decision!
I have TONS of photos from the first 8 years of Amelia as a Lindsay, but
just not on this computer because I am so incredibly organized that
they are all safely stored. Somewhere else. And maybe one day I will
remember where that place is.
Last May I traveled with Amelia and Micah with their Special Olympics Gymnastics team to Atlanta for a National competition, and as always this trip was peppered with comments about Dad, because even now, ten years later, he is first in her heart.
In lieu of adorable little toddler photos spanning the last 8 years, here are some of my lovely Amelia having fun on her big girl trip-- on the plane, out to dinner with the team, with her ribbons, at the banquet, and at World of Coke:
Amelia is a truly amazing girl and we are blessed to have seen her go from toddler to pre-teen, and we look forward to continuing to watch our special girl grow.