Masha calls me mama , and some days it almost feels that way. (It might feel more real if she would stop calling my husband “mama” too, but that is another story.) We adopted because I couldn’t stand looking at all those faces on Reece’s Rainbow and knowing what fate awaited them if people didn’t […]

Ten months later one might believe they are different children…

If you have been following this blog, then you got to see lots of pictures of the orphanage where Masha lived. The grounds were well cared for, with a dilapidated swing, apple trees, and benches. You also saw the visiting area with the brown couch and mirrored pillar in the center of the room. What […]

Masha is so photogenic. She is lovely in real life, but stunning on camera. I can’t wait to send her grandmother in Ukraine a copy of this very first school picture.