Our son and wife adopted a little girl from Guatemala. When they brought her home, she was 9 months old. What fun we have wirh her! When she looks at me and says "I love you Grams" I melt. They would like to adopt another child from Guatemala but the government there has closed adoptions. Our little one was cared for by a foster mother and had the best of care since an agency was invovled. She has her own drawer besides Gram's sewing machine with things she 'found' - small scissors, thimbles, ruler. She pulls the pins out for me when I am sewing things together. One day she said to me, 'Grams, let's go in your sewing room!" aw shucks. . . .