Merry Christmas!

You've Come a Long Way...

It's been a week. A week of firsts:

• baths
  
• doctor's visits (FYI = not fun)


• meals



• going to Target (this took 45 minute of prep on my part and I forgot a diaper bag)


• smiles and laughs


• outfits (some fit, some don't. Some are ridiculously cute.)



• dirty diapers (some dirtier than others)


• toys (Dustin perpetually sings the Cookie Jar song right now with his own grown-up lyrics)


• exploring the house


• meeting the dog


• getting to know mom and dad
  
• waiting for Santa (and/or grandmas and grandpas)

The sleeping is slowly working itself out a bit. The first few nights were Really Rough. The past two have been marginally better. But when I look at where little Jaden was a week ago, I'd say we couldn't ask for anything more.


Merry Christmas Eve!

Giggles = priceless!

HomeSweetHome!

We have talked to many of you already, and this post is a bit delayed, but we are home safe and sound. The weather in Chicago and some misplaced bags couldn't hold us down. Jaden was amazing the entire way! Thanks for all your kind words and support along the way!

We will be off the blog for a bit as we tend to some new duties! :) But, you know where to find us!

Almost home! In Chicago. Very sleepy... But all is well!

Not Lost in Translation

This is the last post from Korea. We've been here for only five days, it seems as if it has been longer. The waiting has been interminable but is finally at an end. We have a long plane ride ahead, and we will survive. It will be okay. Our family will come home.

What I'm really thinking about this morning is Jaden's foster mom. She is preparing Jaden for us this morning. Undoubtedly she is putting extra thought into his clothes, his carry-on items, his bath... Whenever we saw her with him and saw her sing songs, it was clear is that she loves this child to her core, and she will be incredibly sad to leave him. We were supposed to bring gifts for her to show our gratitude, but what gift can we give that says thank you for providing our son with a stable, loving environment for all of these months? I can only hope that our thoughts and words do not need translation either.

Until America then...

So, we meet again

It was easier this time. He let us calm him, feed him and play with him. He went home for his last night with his foster mom. We will take him to the airport in the morning. We are undeniably, indisputably, irrevocably in love with this child.