Adoption 9: BABY BEAR
Everybody needs a nickname, right, Emma Bear!
People always remind me of something, and Emma reminded me of one of those little Honey Bears. Gabriel's nicknames had been everything from Butterball, to Bubby, to Bubzilla, to Gabers. "Bubzilla" came about because we had called him "Bubby" - it's a common Jewish nickname but then he hissed like a lizard or Godzilla instead of cried like waaaaa, so we combined the two into "Bubzilla."
"Bear" just stuck for Emma so there it was, "Emma Bear." We still call her Bear as much as we do Emma, for example, "Where's Bear. No Bear! The Bear is hungry. It's great fun although she's starting to outgrow it as she gets older.
She was so tiny - about 10th percentile in height and weight. She's up now closer to the 50th. She does have big hands and feet so maybe she'll be tall like her biological aunt rather than short like her biological mom. No one has ever see the guy Patricia says was the biological father so who knows about him.