It is so good to be home

Kara saw me at the airport and threw herself at me, I nearly dropped her, she is HUGE, Amanda is such a tiny peanut and I got used to holding her, I can't get over how big Kara has gotten, she wore some of the same clothing Amanda wore in Estonia, and they fell off of her too, and now she can;t wear them at all. Too tight for her.

Kara hugged me and gave me a kiss and hugged me again. She was just so precious. DH, Meghan, Julia , and DS Terry were also along. I got hugs from all of them. When I heard we were descending into Tucson I nearly began bawling my eyes out, a sob escaped and I stopped it. The fatigue is great at the end of the trip, as all who have adopted internationally know.

So we finally get home and I sit little Amanda on the couch and there goes Meghan, rubbing Da's hair (or maybe she means Duh? LOL AmanDA, in case you were wondering where it came from) Well Kara was not going to be left out and crawled over Meghan to grab a huge handful of Amanda's mercifully short hair, then Meghan's, then mine. She was so excited she did not know how to express herself poor little girl.

Kara climbed back on my lap and hugged me close, looked at me like she could not believe her eyes, and hugged me again. My little waif who hated to be held in Ukraine, hugging and kissing her mama. No longer little or a waif, but a robust girl with lots of love to give. Lets hope Amanda survives her affection. tee hee