Forever Baba Mama ...forever family!

It started with a taxi ride.

Selah loves a good taxi ride.

Her personality comes into bloom when she is OUT and on the go. Nathan had her on his lap ( please don't freak y'all, this is China you are lucky to find a seat belt let alone a car seat)

Ok, back to the good stuff.... Nathan was softly saying "Baba, Baba" and she looked up at him and responded with one word that would melt hearts,"Baba."

The look on his face was priceless so I snapped this quick picture. Is this not the face of man smitten by a little girl who has found her forever Baba.

The next day our guide took us to the Guangxi Minority Muesum. It was an amazing trip for so many reasons. It will have to be a separate blog. One of the many miracles that took place while there .... Selah would now call me Mama.



I am not exactly sure what prompted it but I have an idea. Moments early in the museum we passed a bunch of school children. She was entranced! When our guide motioned us to the next room Selah whined and arched to look back at them so I walked back over so she could continue to look. I told my guide " I think she misses her foster siblings, and the children and the orphanage." As I said this a large lump wheeled up in my throat. "Hold it together Alisa." I thought to my self. My guide said. " Oh yes, this is very true." I lost it. Selah looked up at me and blew on my face, as I had done to her before for comfort. Moments later as we were walking....she looked up at me and said said " Mama."

Sweet Nathan captured this picture of our moment.




So we are all excited ....Nathan and I, Selah and our guide Mary. Seconds later we all step onto this really steep escalator to go down stairs and POW!!! The building goes black, children are screaming and the escalator jerks to a stop almost throwing all of us down. We cautiously walk down to find out there is a storm now outside. It was sunny, in the 80's when we arrived and now it was pouring and freezing cold.

We rush are rushed to our driver who then takes us back to our hotel. When we got back, Selah walked over to the little couch we keep her toys and things on. She picked up her photo album that we had sent her months ago and she started pointing at the pictures. First to the picture of herself "Ya Ya" (it's her nick name), then she would point to herself. Then to my picture and then point to me ... "Mama" then to Nathan's picture and and point to him " Baba". Then she moved to the kids pictures, first Madelynn, "Jie Jie" (sister) and then Noah's picture and then she pointed to the door. As if to say... let's go home.