in Saigon, Vietnam.
She grieved, she slept, she sort of ignored, and then she got used to the
fact that we're joint at the hip until late Aug 2026 when she goes to
Memorial Auditorium to join her club to begin freshmen orientation at
Concordia College in Moorhead, Minnesota. Go Cobbers! And while having her
first taste of shrimp fried rice, she smiled at me for the first time.
Last night, Layla was playing with her toys sitting on her high chair after
I fed her, which I was a little slow with since she started yelling at me
when food wasn't in her mouth. She happily played in her high chair, not
falling over like she used to do when she came home if she sat in the chair
longer than five minutes. Okay, she happily played until I took away the
airplane Jory gave to her. But since all of her toys were ending up on the
floor, I gathered his plane would suffer the same fate. Layla is very good
now and it expressing her displeasure when you take away things she wants to
play with, when you dress her and she doesn't want to get dressed. The
getting dressed thing can be accompanied by her face turning bright red and
a stiffening of her limbs.
I look at Layla and I know why this adoption took six years, it was because
she and I were meant to be together.
Her favorite past time- - splashing.
Just chillin' and thinking.
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