Ukraine Adoption

Hangin' out

I have been battling a cold for a week now and managed to lose my voice last Friday night. When I talked to Tara in a whisper, she would whisper back, like we were involved in something very sneaky.

So on Monday I gave in and stayed home from work to try to fight this ailment, plus I couldn't really talk. I kept Tara home from pre-school because it's too far to drive; it's near my work. What a good sport she was, hanging out with me on the couch, coloring quietly, playing with her toys. She even took a 2 1/2-hour nap in the afternoon, enabling me to do the same.

When I would cough, she'd say, "medicine?" She covered me with a blanket. When I told her I was going to the doctor, she started to sing that "Three little monkeys jumping on the bed" song. If you don't know it, ask any child. It involves a bumped head and a doctor. It really made me smile!

My sister thinks Tara will be some kind of scientist, and I wouldn't be surprised if she goes into the health field. She is quick to supply band-aids to anyone's "owies." She always wants to see the cuts and bruises and scrapes up close.

OK, so I can dream for this little girl who started in an orphanage in Ukraine and may end up saving lives some day.