Our girl

We snuck in a little Eliza time on the way to Atlanta for Baylor to play in his baseball tournament. I have always wanted to go here, and may have used it as an excuse. Eliza did love it and picked out which one she loved the most. I would say she recognizes her heritage when she sees it.(Eliza is offically a Mayan Indian). I forsee that this doll will have a place in our home in the near future.

The big brother with us might have rolled his eyes a little, but an hour in the store vs. the 8+ we spent on the baseball field was the trade off.