Six months ago today, Poppy was placed in my arms. She was so scared and in so much pain, that it took a long time to meet the ‘real’ Poppy.
We got tiny glimpses in country.
And, a little more once she was home.
But, it wasn’t until we had her painful eye tumor removed that we saw the REAL her.
The girl who would eat the candy wrapper to get to the chocolate.
The girl who never sits still for a picture.
And family photos?
Forget about it!
I once told someone that I wasn’t sure how it had happened, but God had given me ALL demure, well-behaved women.
Poppy broke the female Full Plate mould.
–FullPlateMom, who is so proud of that shattered mould, she could just burst. Here’s to wild women EVERYWHERE!!!