The Day I Met My Sister

Well, this is a first for my blog, but today we have a guest blogger.  My eight year-old daughter recently had to write a memoir for school, and she chose to write about when Ellie came home from Ethiopia.  I thought it was pretty sweet, and figured many of you might enjoy hearing a child's perspective of part of our story.  I received her permission, so without further ado...

The Day I Met My Sister
By Payton Baker

I'll never forget the day I met my sister.  She was adopted from Ethiopia.  I waited almost three years to meet her, and on July 4th, 2013, I finally got to.  My family and I were overjoyed.

Before we brought Ellie home, we adopted a baby girl named Addie, but she didn't get to come home.  We felt sad that we lost Addie, but we got to adopt Ellie instead.  I was so glad we didn't lose Ellie too.

I didn't go to Ethiopia.  I got to stay at my Mimi and Grandaddy's house.  I missed my parents a lot while they were gone, but I had a lot of fun. Some mornings, Mimi fixed me delicious eggs for breakfast.  I got to play with the Barbies that belonged to my mom and Aunt Angie when they were my age.  I got to sleep on the big bed in the yellow playroom.

One day, Mimi and I got out two big poster boards and some colorful markers so I could make posters for my parents and sister.  Other people in my family made posters too.

I couldn't wait until the day my parents and sister would be home.  I waited and waited and waited some more.  Finally the day came, so Mimi, Grandaddy, and I hopped in the car and drove to the airport.

My enormous family was at the airport!  My cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, and friends were all there.

Then I saw my parents and sister and ran super speedy like a rocket.  I hugged my parents really tight.  My mom cried with tears of joy.  My sister was so tiny and cute.  I kissed her on the cheek.  A photographer was at the airport to take pictures so we could remember that day.  Today we have the pictures on the wall, and I love to look at them.

I still have the bad memories of losing Addie, but I have the good memories of meeting Ellie.  That was one of the best day of my life which I will never forget.  My family and I loved meeting Ellie and becoming her family.