Meet the Godmothers

Meet the women who have taken on the task of guiding my children through their spiritual journey on this earth.
Cathy (the redhead hogging the baby) is the person we refer to as our family doctor. She is actually a vet but since our dogs are the only beings in our household that frequent the doctors with any regularity, Cathy is it. She has been so excited during our adoption journey that I frequently advised her that she should go to China and get her own baby. She has been a great friend and supporter over the years, leaves all pretentions behind and loves our daughters including the four legged ones unconditionally.
Annie, my sister from Wisconsin accompanied us to China, along with her husband Scott. They were the equivalent of doulas coaching us through the looong pregnancy, emergency landings, providing encouragement often in the liquid form. Annie is fully committed to spoiling my daughters in return for my corrupting ways with her children 20 years ago.
And so whenever religious teaching is required at our house, these two ladies have volunteered to take on the task, while Tony and I slip away for the evening.