Eight years ago this afternoon we sat in a steamy waiting room in Guangzhou, China waiting to meet our Katherine. We were nervous and excited and couldn't wait to hold our baby. Steve said he felt like a kid on Christmas morning, waiting to see what Santa brought. Eventually, an official called out "Yang Guo Dan" and we stepped to the doorway. Suddenly, someone shoved a tiny, sweaty, impossibly sweet 9 month old baby into may arms. She looked up at us and smiled.
Our family's tradition is that on Gotcha Day, the Gotcha Girl gets something from China. This year, Katherine's gift was this beautiful hair clip.
October 31st means Gotcha, but it also means trick-or-treat. The weather was perfect tonight, so my owl and my Rapunzel had a grand time knocking on doors and collecting candy.