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It was so hard to leave my precious little bambina. Harder than any other time. This time she really needed me and although I really feel good about the new foster mom, it still isn't me caring for her. The FM's brother who works at the airport walked me thru security and sat with me a while at the airport. That was nice. They all seemed to understand how hard it was for me, and felt bad for me.

Now we just wait to hear that the director of PGN has signed off and then she is legally ours and the embassy will issue the visa right away. I am getting everything here ready.

Remember the other little girl with the foster family? She has been with them for 6 months but still has not been matched to a family. Her birthmother had seriously neglected her, and when she relinquished her she told the attorney the girl was 3 years old. The doctor feels she is more like 5 years old, and if you ask her how old she is she tells you 5. She has adjusted well to the foster family. When I was talking to her and playing with her she told me she likes pretty dresses and the color pink. That afternoon, PBJ and I headed to the mall connected ot our hotel and we bought her some new things. A few little dresses, some shoes from Payless, socks, underwear and pj's. I also found a dollar store and we got her coloring books, crayons and some hairties. We gave them to her the next day when they picked up PBJ. I had to guess on sizes but the shoes were perfect and the clothes a little big but would work. She was over the moon. To us it was such a little thing. I routinely spend twice as much at the grocery store. To her, it was unbelievable. She had never had anything like it before. It is amazing how simple it is to make a small child happy. I think when I go down to pick up PBJ I will take her some more things for a very selfish reason. It made me happy to see her happy.