So far

Well, how do I describe all the excitement?  The sound of two boys playing and laughing is like music to my ears.  The sound of their squabbling or a (rare) fit is like nails on a chalkboard.  It will take some time for E to trust M to share his toys and even his parents.  There is enough for everyone and we will take good care of all with which we are entrusted.  Google translate is a miracle, that's for sure, but I don't think we can get that concept from there.

We are all coming along with the respective new languages.  Waiting to come home is hard, but the people who run this hotel are angels, ministering to adoptive families in any way they can.  From driving us places to ordering supplements and Kleenex from the pharmacy for us, they have done everything;  and they make it clear that they will do anything we want.  The owner is a man after my sales and marketing experienced heart--the answer is always "Yes!"  Even to the request to serve us smaller portions at meal time, which may have been insulting.  The food is too good!

Jeff's back is doing better with exercises, but now mine is acting up!  And Matthew has a fever today. Satan is busy trying to make us miserable, of course.  There is a woman here adopting that has been through far worse, and yet she is such an encouragement to us. The girls have been such a blessing as well, reaching out to her new daughter and helping with the boys.

Everyone remarks how well we and E are doing, so that's good.  I made up a reward system where the boys get points for following the 4 rules we have established.  Each point equals a minute on the IPad, redeemable in increments of 10.  They have both figured out how to manipulate the system, though, so we will probably be phasing that out!  Matthew was calling Esneider's name, just so he would look and get a point and E was getting out of bed last night so he could get one by getting back in when I told him to.

We enjoyed our trip to the world class zoo here, as well as taking in some other places while we are in our son's homeland.  I hope he doesn't think that we always get souvenirs and get to swim every day.