Here's tonight's bedtime conversation between the two of us. (Picture her with a snotty nose and watery eyes from having a cold.)
Wynn: Remember when I was a tiny little baby? (Holds her fingers up to emphasize tiny, as if she were the size of spool of thread.)
Me: Yes, I remember. You were so tiny.
Wynn: Remember when I was in China?
Me: Yes, you were in China, and Baba and I were here.
Wynn: And you said, "That's our girl. Let's go get her!"
Me: Yes, we saw your picture and knew you were our daughter. We came as fast as we could.
Wynn: And when Baba picked me up -
Me: Yes, Baba carried you back to the hotel room in China.
Wynn: And I cried on Baba.
Me: You did cry.
Wynn: It was 'cause I didn't know who you was yet.
Me: Yep, we knew you were our daughter, but you didn't know who we were.
Wynn: I didn't know yet, but now I know. You Mom and Baba. (big smile)