Welcome Yangcai

The week prior to Yangcai's arrival was full of mixed emotions. It reminded me of my pregnancy nesting days and the days leading up to Avery's gotcha; all preparations for someone I had never met but had prayed for so much.

Ryan gave up his bed for the month (he is rooming with Owen) and Mason graciously agreed to room with a stranger. Sacrifices of love; good lessons learned.

Our wait at the airport was slightly comical and slightly annoying. We had no specific directions other than their flight number. They did not exit when all the other people from their plane did, we still don't know what happened.

A majority of the 3 families were present. A few stayed back for the father-daughter dance at our church.

My dearest friend, Courtney lives close enough that our families got to visit and they came to the airport. Such a blessing for my very nervous heart.

The confusion of greeting someone you don't know when you don't speak the same language.

Yangcai immediately volunteered to gather the luggage which he did very well considering he'd never seen any of this before.

I was so thankful and proud of my boys for welcoming him with open arms. Yangcai was a jokester the moment he stepped off the plane and continues to keep us laughing.

What a typical boy. A peace sign and a goofy face with his food.