Ph, brave girl.
As we left the Civil Affairs office, the tears came. Thankfully the van ride back to the hotel proved to be a great distraction, most likely due to her silly siblings, all trying their very best to make her smile.
But after the silly subsided, and we got settled at the hotel, she was understandably serious again. Gosh, I can’t even imagine all the thoughts that must have been going through her barely two-year-old head…
Cue the bubbles.
At first she just watched, those big eyes taking it all in.
Run around, arms flailing wildly and giggling incessantly, trying to pop every last one.
Soon she was out of the chair, inching closer.
Then she smiled.
And then she smiled more. And laughed the sweetest baby belly laugh.
Okay, we melted a lot.
Welcome tiny one. Brave certainly looks beautiful on you.