Two years ago today, I stood in an airport in Washington D.C. waiting to meet my daughter for the first time. I remember Jilma walking through with a child in a stroller and I wondered, "where's Cloee?" She was actually wearing her but you could not tell there was a baby in there, she was so tiny. When she handed me this teeny tiny 8-1/2 lb. baby girl, I almost panicked. Wondering how I was going to handle such a small thing!
(This is Cloee's first picture in the airport that day.)
This is our little baby now.
She is full of life and brings such joy to our lives. Thank you God for blessing us with her!