our trip in a nutshell: 32 hours of travel there, 72 hours in country, 28 hours of travel back. intense, but wonderful.
we got to spend a good part of sunday and a snatch of monday with our son. he’s mellow with a dash of spunk, and sweet and funny and ours. he loved to play cars ('makina, mommy!') and soccer-rugby-catch with the fiñña (balloon—what he called the beach ball), and read books (especially the photobook we brought him, which he hugged to his chest and called 'foto. foto.')
we were surrounded by amazing people—both ethiopian and american—who made us belly-laugh and took care of us and cried beside us in the van/streets/restaurants/market/guest-house. i couldn't have asked for a better travel group.
after a good deal of waiting and jangled nerves, we scooted into that courtroom on tuesday and emerged as legal parents of our beautiful boy.
we are brimming and grateful.
let’s go back.
[i'll post in more detail over the next several days. and i apologize, but i can't share photos or any identifying information of our littlest until we have physical custody next trip. soon!]