Home, at Last

I said I was going to keep up with the blog.  I said I wasn’t going to spend all my online time obsessing over stats and timeline predictions over at Rumor Queen.  I said I was going to take a deep breath and be sane throughout the paperchase for this adoption.

Obviously not.

But, we are now home, after nearly two weeks in China.  Very generous friends and family (most of whom seem to still be on speaking terms with us) watched our kids, our dog, and our house.  Someday soon, we even hope the newest addition will start sleeping through the night and in his own bed.

DH looked at me today on the way to the photo studio and said, “Hey, do you realize the minivan is full now?”  Yep; if we go again, we’re going to need a bigger van, I said.  He gave me a still jetlagged blink that said something to the effect of, “You aren’t honestly thinking about that yet?!”  We’ll see.

He’s kinda insanely adorable, so we’ll have to forgive him the turbo-poops and throwing up on Daddy on the plane (and at several restaurants, and in the middle of the night…).  He’s also talking, sort of; mostly he seems to babble, but he does yell, “WO!” a lot, which means “I” or the first half of “mine” (“wo de”), which makes some sense.  He’s chubby, his hair never lays down, and he’s a *bit* spoiled (Diva hates to hear him cry, so she’s been carrying him almost everywhere, which he loves).

And it’s really hard to catch him still enough to get a non-blurry photo!

I suppose I can officially update the “cast” page now…

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