We're home!

Well it was a brutal 30 hour trip home with an exhausted four year old who didn't speak my language and we were both sick, but we made it home with all limbs intact (as far as I can tell). Ethan played for 3 hours at the kids play area at the McDonalds in Frankfurt which was a real help. We also ran into a bunch of other kids traveling home for the holidays, as well as another set of adoptive moms on our flights from Almaty to Frankfurt, and from Frankfurt to Boston.

It was all worth it seeing his face when he saw his room. It was clear that he loved it. He pointed to the room and the toys and said his name with a question mark. "Yes, it's yours!" He was also really relieved to see his papa at the airport. He seemed to have been a little worried when he wasn't seeing papa for so long, and was starting to ask about men who looked like Mark if they were his papa.

Mama and Ethan fell asleep last night around 6pm, and didn't wake up until 7am this morning. I'm still sick, but he seems as perky as ever. Ethan and papa are out at the park right now. Ethan at first was worried that mama wasn't coming with them, but I explained that mama was sick (cough, cough), and needed to sleep (head sideways on clasped hands). He understood and went off happily.