In here you can watch my daughter, Tiffany grow up.
         We had custody of her at 7 months, through an emergency placement from social services. The adoption was not final until April of 2002 thanks to the first attorney we hired (5 years ago) not knowing what he was doing. The recent gentlemen knew his stuff, and it was completed in a matter of months.
         For unrelated reasons, her adoptive mother and I divorced in early 2003, but we are still united in raising Tiffany, and Tiffany knows it's basically only where she's living that's changed. Nothing more. She still has both of us (yes, for discipline too which surprised her at first ), she still has her soccer, which is her passion, and she still has her friends she made when we were in one house.
         Feel free to watch her grow up with me.