I love this picture of Connor. He was 20 months old. This was the night we were putting the finishing touches on our dossier that we were sending to China. He didn't understand it then, but we did explain that he would one day have a sister who was born in China. As the wait turned from 6 months to years, we always talked about it. Our social worker came to the house many times, played with Connor, talked to him about having a sister. We have met many families who have adopted children from China, and play dates with these families have just been a part of Connor's life. Picnics, Xmas parties, parks, Chinese New Year, etc. When the wait became hard, or a set back was thrown our way, I would try not to talk about it too much in case it never happened. Yet Connor would talk about her. If he saw a webkinz she might like, or saw a Barbie in the doll aisle, he would talk about her. He is such a kind, loving boy, that I know he is ready. Ready to be that big brother. Ready to play with, protect, and yeah, even share some toys. Just don't touch bunny! or, Obi One Kanobi, or my monster trucks...and so it starts. I can't wait!
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