One Year Later!

One year ago today, Addison woke up in her new home for the first time.  I remember that first night; I couldn't bring myself to put her into her 'big' bed all by herself, so I snuggled her in between Scott and I...she slept sideways most of the night...we didn't sleep at all, with all the excitement of having her home, and with little feet and elbows jammed into our sides...she was a very quiet little angel...fascinated by the newness of everything around her...including us...BUT THEN

about 5 days in, she began to get her mojo back...there was a swagger in her step...she began to challenge us on pretty much everything...BUT THEN

I knew she'd be OK...my little pumpkin is very resilient...she loves life...and us...PHEW...

But We're Different

A few nights ago, during dinner, Addison (who chats and sings nonstop during dinner), came out with the following:

"Mommy, you're my best friend right?"
"Yes sweetie, Mommy is your best friend" (these days everyone she plays with is her 'best friend')
"And Daddy is my boyfriend right Daddy?"
"Uh huh, Daddy is your boyfriend" (Scott and I smile at each other at this one)
"But we're different"
"How are we different Addison?"
"I'm brown.  What colour are you Mommy?"
"Well, I'm kind of a pinky beige colour"
"And Daddy, what colour are you?"
"Well, I'm the same as Mommy except I have hairy arms"
I took Addison's hand, and flipped it over to show her palm.  I placed my palm beside hers, and then Scott's, so all our palms were beside each other, and said "Addison, look at our hands now, they're all the same colour"
She giggled and smiled, loving the fact that this part of our bodies looked the same, and carried on with pushing her food around her plate, singing 'Ring around the Rosie'.

I could have gone into more of an explanation and discussion, but she was happy and content at that moment.