So my sista is moving.
Moving anywhere is tough to do- But in an unfamiliar country, huge language barriers, and with a lil baby zipping around the house...
I'm sure it kinda feels overwhelming. The good news is I am here. And crazy happy to be here.
So I stepped in and played my part. I get to watch and crawl around with this beautiful applesauce lovin' tike..
It takes loads of energy to distract her from eating cigarette butts and rocks..
but ask me if its worth it to get her laughing in a jam packed car while feeding her a sack full of cheerios??