The other day, our social worker, Tom came to visit us so that he could prepare our six month post-placement report for Russia. We sat around the table and he asked us lots of questions about how the adjustment is going with Anya in our family. Just as we were bragging about how smart she is and how she's just one of the family now, the funniest thing happened.
As if on cue, she came into the kitchen and greeted Tom, then marched right over to the cup drawer, got a cup out, filled it with water from the fridge door, gulped it down, threw the cup in the sink and walked out.
Jeremy and I quickly snuck in a smile to each other and read each other's minds.
"Yup, that's our girl."
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