HOME!!!!!

The best word of all - HOME!

The trip home seemed longer than the previous four weeks. Thomas won the award as the worst child this frequent traveler has ever witnessed on an airplane. The 10.5 hrs broke down to 1 hour charming childish, 1 hour sleeping, 3 hours of loud noises/shrieking, and 5 hours of tantrum. Matthew was no angel.

The flight was completely sold out and the vast majority of passengers were Ukrainian. There was a woman in front of us whose seat got kicked often and the tray table banged often etc, who when we were de-planing, turned to us and in a thick accent told us in English that we were doing a wonderful thing by adopting brothers (she must have overheard a conversation with a Ukrainian flight attendant who was enamoured with the boys), she deemed us to be good people, she wished us strength, and said she must kiss each of us which se did. Yes, we had tears.

The arrival at home was amazing as anonymous gnomes had been at work. The outside lights were ablaze, the US flag was flying, thre kitchen stocked, toys had appeared, and the boys bedroom had been furnished and fully prepared. It was all so overwhelming. Of course, Thomas was asleep and missed the grandeur, which Matthew may or may not have seen as he was just waking up from the car. We are blown away by the preparations made in our absence.

Mel, 12 yr. old, 19 lb. cat was about and let matthew pet him, and Lucy (14 yrs) made an appearance, then hid. Inappropriate urination is sure to follow in the coming weeks/months.

More to follow...