Tonight I tucked Anna into bed, and as always, we prayed for her baby sister. Then the questions began.
"Where my baby si'ter?"
"In Ethiopia."
"Etiopie?"
"Yes, in Ethiopia."
"Why?"
"Because that's where she is right now."
"When my baby si'ter come home?"
"I don't know, Anna."
*sigh* Explaining adoption to a 2-year-old is not easy!
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It was hard enough explaining that to a 5-year old---praying your wait passes quickly.
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