So tomorrow is our "baby girl's" Adoption Day. It is a day that some adoptive parents lovingly refer to as "Gotcha Day". But we call it Adoption Day here.

We asked our daughter what she wanted to do to celebrate. She replied that she wanted to go to a local pizzeria, "and maybe I can bring some money from my piggy bank, and put some in the thingy and turn it and get some gumballs for M[my brother]!"

This is one of the things we so cherish about our little girl. Almost since the day she arrived in our family, her big brother has lit up her life, and she has always let us know about it. She really adores him.

Thinks about him before she thinks about herself. She doesn't accept anything from anybody without first making sure that her brother gets his share. Whenever there is something beautiful to see, she runs to tell him about it. She has been this way every day since she's been a baby. It is amazing.

I don't think a big brother has ever been loved by his little sis quite like this.