We met our youngest daughter for the first time. She hates this photo of her (the top one) but I couldn't love it more. It was the first time we saw her sweet little face in person and the first time we heard her voice. I wish I could have bottled up the excitement in the hotel conference room that day when the nannies started bringing the babies in. No one knew whose baby was whose because they were all so bundled up. One little angel was crying so hard and I asked our guide who that was and sure enough, she was our little K.
We were so blessed to meet 10 other families on that trip and will be seeing them all again in a few weeks at a reunion in Texas.
One of my favorite photos of my girls...I only wish they got along like that now!
Happy Gotcha Day Bear Bear!