Ukraine Adoption

...a few more Tara-isms

Tara wants to grow, a lot, and fast. This morning she ran over to the measuring wall where we periodically mark her growth with a pencil. "Hurry up, Daddy!" Tara said. "Weigh me!"

Since joining the neighborhood pool two weeks ago, there are six words I hear on a daily basis: "Can we go to the pool?" It can be pouring rain. "It's ok, we'll have our towels," she says. Kind of makes sense.