I keep meaning to post more on our main blog but I keep thinking of things that are relevant to Dasha/adoption so here’s another post for this blog.
Last night I used the last paper towel on the roll. So, of course, I gave the empty to Dashyln to use as a trumpet. As I walked past her, she leaned forward and I bumped into the roll she was holding, snacking it into her little mouth. I stopped and waited to see what she would do. Usually she pauses and keeps doing what she was doing. Last night she cried! And reached her little arms up for me to pick her up! Kids that live in orphanages sometimes don’t acknowlege pain or discomfort or sadness because nobody rushes to comfort them or give hugs even if they do. This was the first time Dashlyn asked for comfort and KNEW she would get it. That’s huge! It means she’s trusting us to take care of her and knowing that we’ll be there for her. I do love this girl!






