There is no place like home.
Evan and Steve arrived home on Saturday, February 16th.
The boys, Paisley, and I waited ever so patiently (as if) for their plane to arrive in Houston.
Do Not Be Fooled
These smiling faces were not this good while we waited,
Okay, Paisley was this good while we waited, but by the end of it even she was showing a bit of attitude. What is it with immigration taking FOREVER to let my girl into this here country. Dang!!
But then this happened...
And everything pretty much became a blur from the tears that wouldn't stop.
Then all these little moments added up to one great big moment when Evan said, "This is my family."
Her crazy, can't understand a word they are saying, but I think I like them anyway, family.
And that is just what we have become these last few weeks...
We laugh, we cry, we watch as relationships are born in tiny moments when life is just happening all around us.
This is what becoming friends with your sister looks like.
We have eaten cheeseburgers, went to the movies, studied English, played with our new sister, and even had our first day of school in America. We've been pretty busy. :)
And we couldn't have done any of it without you.
You helped make this happen,
this girl and her new family.
You did....so don't look at me and say it was nothing.
Because it is something, something that is so absolutely amazing.
Thank you, sweet friends.
Just thank you.
All of you toffee eating, tshirt buying, crazy wonderful friends. You rock my world. And I know for sure you have rocked Evan's world.
Oh and one other little person wants to thank you too.
You know her.....you helped her cross an ocean a few years ago.
So from Paisley and all of the Tam crew...
We love you all more than pie (and toffee!!!))