May 7th marked two years since our spunky little Rosie came into our lives. The perfect dimple under her eye when she smiles still melts my heart. She's a big sister and a little sister and proud of it. She's a tiny girl who loves very big.
Rosie was once a poster child for Love Without Boundaries. Tiny, sad, and spending a lot of time in her crib in her orphanage. We were told by the nannies that she became a favorite at Foshan Shunde CWI because, "she was the prettiest one."
Pretty, she sure is. But her fun and loving personality totally outshines her outer beauty. She is extremely strong-willed, and tests every single rule put in front of her. Let's be blunt...she gets the most "time outs" in our house. But she also gives the biggest hugs, the most frequent kisses, and makes the loudest proclamations of her love for us. She is smart, funny, and cuddly. She is scrappy, sporty, and brave. She'd climb up anything...she'd try to climb a wall like Spiderman if she could, but she wouldn't touch a ladybug if her life depended on it. She coined the family phrase, "Let's do a no-peep" when it comes time to getting stuck with a needle for her transfusion. At that moment, she sits still and holds out her arm and doesn't even flinch. Yet at any other time, I've never seen her sit still for more than 10 seconds. Even she says, "I think I have the ants in my pants."
Rosie wanted to celebrate her day by riding bikes in the driveway and eating the whipped cream off the top of a Frappuccino. Happy that neither activity required wearing a dress.
When I look at those sad eyes in the pictures of her time before us my heart both breaks and jumps for joy. Breaks because we couldn't love her sooner. Jumps for joy because she's now ours. And I wonder again and again what I ever did to be blessed with such love.