So Patty tells me that she'll trace his feet when she's in Ethiopia. So I'm thinking it'll be a pencil drawing of a foot (like what Dagny does with her crayons) and low and behold, I get an envelope today...
It's not a pencil drawing. She put paint on the bottom of his feet and one of his hands and I have red footprints with a red handprint on a piece of paper.
You have no idea how that felt. I started to cry. My son had touched the paper I was holding and here was proof - his small feet, his hand, right there for me to see. I hung it on the refridgerator and I think I might frame it.
My heart is so full today. Court is in four days, on Wednesday...just put some prayers out there for us.
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