One of the coolest things about this adoption process was watching Peanut go from baby of the family to big sister. It happened in an instant and she took to it like a duck to water. Little Sister (aka the Ewok because of her jibber jabber, though that nickname is subject to change) had pulled hair, hit in frustration, stolen legos, and that was just in the first 2-3 hours.
But she never got angry about it. She kind of blew it off with a look and attitude like, "What do you do, Dad? She's my little sister!" It was cute and sweet and wonderful and funny all at the same time.
I have no doubt that she'll have to take a few breaths along the way. She'll not be the best big sister ever at some point. In the process of growing, though, we all have failings and stumblings and haltings and not-so-prettiness-es. But, man, she did great.
So proud of her. So grateful for her. So glad to be a part of this miracle.