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Tuesday,
July 14, 2009
HOME FOR EIGHT MONTHS
Eight months ago we arrived home with a four year old
little girl who traveled halfway around the world to
become part of our family. That is not the same little
girl who lives at our house today. That frightened,
defiant little girl who didn’t know how to give kisses and
was more like a two year old in most areas of her
development has blossomed into the most joyful,
affectionate child we could have ever hoped to have. Over
the past eight months she has continued to amaze us with
her willingness to learn and her ability to adapt. I can’t
begin to imagine how difficult it would be to suddenly be
swept away from all you have ever known and thrust into a
situation where you have absolutely no prior knowledge and
language to deal with your new environment. Yet she has
embraced every opportunity she has been given up to this
point with absolute enthusiasm and her incredible joy for
life is obvious each and every day. Suddenly it is as if
she wants to make up for all of the knowledge and
experiences she has missed out on up to this point in her
life, and she wants to know everything there is to know
and learn everything there is to learn.
She will sit at the table or computer for an hour or two
at a time working on academic tasks most kids would avoid,
simply because she enjoys doing it. She flips through
picture dictionaries daily naming the words she knows and
asking for the names of the ones she doesn’t know. Over
the summer she has mastered all of her colors, shapes, and
letter sounds and is on the verge of sounding out words. I
hear her on the monitor at night long after I’ve put her
to bed, singing songs, counting to 100 and talking to
herself, usually about what she has done that day or
naming family members and friends. It is amazing to think
that eight short months ago she didn’t even know that
different people HAD different names, she simply called
them all Mama. She is still not completely caught up to
her peers, but oh, how far she has come.
This past month brought more firsts for Maili, including
Father’s day and her first Fourth of July celebration,
complete with fireworks. Due to her extreme fear of
thunderstorms, we had anticipated that she may be a little
frightened of the noise when the fireworks started.
However, she was absolutely spellbound throughout the
entire show, and when it was over she said “I want MORE
fwinkle stars, PLEASE!” We explained that they were called
fireworks and they were all gone and she sighed and seemed
to accept that, saying “ok, more firetrucks, TOMORROW.”
She was very disappointed the next day when that didn’t
happen.
Another first for her this month was when Holt went away
to church camp for a week, followed by a week at scout
camp. She rode with me to drop Holt off at camp several
hours away and then we left for the long drive home. All
the way home she asked about him, and then many times a
day for the rest of the week. We would tell her he was
gone to camp and that he would be back but I don’t think
she understood. All she saw was that we took him with his
bags to a place where there were lots of other kids and
then we drove away and left him there. I can only imagine
what was going through her mind, perhaps she thought we
had abandoned him at some sort of orphanage to wait for
his new family to pick him up. Her relief was obvious when
she finally saw him again at the end of the week; she ran
to him a greeted him with a big hug and wouldn’t let go of
his hand for awhile. When he left again for the other camp
she was fine, telling me that he was gone to camp and that
he would be home in 4 nite nites. I guess she realized
that he would come home after all.
One thing that has not changed much since Maili came home
has been her enormous appetite. For such a skinny little
thing, that girl can EAT! She has gained 9 lbs and 4
inches since coming home and her feet have grown two
sizes. Unfortunately, I don’t think her waist has grown at
all, which makes it difficult to find clothes to fit at
times. The other day she had eaten lunch at home and then
we went into town to run some errands. Upon passing a fast
food restaurant, she immediately began campaigning for a
hamburger and French fries. When I reminded her of all the
food she had just eaten, she grinned and exclaimed “ Maili
MeiMei HUNGRY girl!” Can’t argue with that..
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Pure joy

Big brothers are cool

Life is good

Our family

Celebrating the Fourth of July |

Bathing beauty

Greeting Holt when he returned from camp

Finally her hair is growing out

Wading in the creek |

Happy girl |

Look, Mom, I can pick her up |

Waiting for the fireworks
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