The girl in the pink is a friend of Rosie's. She's one year older and so patient she can easily overlook some of Rosie's social mis-steps. The girls have a lot in common. They both are adopted, Shavana as an infant by a white mom and Rosie by us. They both love to sing. They both love being the center of attention--yet achieve it in different ways.
Shavana is the darling of the Minnesota Twins. She's been going to games since she was an infant. She knows the players names better than I do. Not only does she know a lot of the ushers, concession stand workers, and even elevator operators by name, she has a ritual of watching batting practice before each game, meeting up with TC Bear for the 7th Inning, and was given batting practice balls by Torii Hunter more than once. Oh, and she gave Rosie an autographed Hunter ball as a present when we walked in the door.
To top it off, she was invited to break ground at Target Field when she was just a little girl. She has one of these in her room and a picture in the Clubhouse Level of the stadium to prove it.
This little girl has also befriended, honestly befriended, Rosie. I know friendships are fragile at this age, but I have a good feeling about this.
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