Well we have officially had our first night with T and I am amazed at how well everything went and how easy it is already. The whole way to pick him up I was so nervous. "What should I talk about? How much information should I give him? What questions should I ask him? Will he be happy to come with me?" Yadda. Yadda. Yadda. I should have remembered that this child is a social butterfly because talking and questions were flowing out of him like a waterfall. I certainly did not have to worry about what to talk about.
When we got to the house he was so excited to see his room. My mom was here and he tried to sit on the couch and converse, but I could tell he just wanted to run into his room and take a look around. I pointed in the direction of his room and he first went into James' room and thought it was his. Ha! I wonder what thoughts were going through his head when he saw a train table, bunk beds, and match box cars everywhere? He was probably like, "Uh, these people put me in a little boy room!" Thankfully I quickly directed him to his room and he LOVED it! He looked at every square inch of the room. He read the cards from people, fiddled with his picture frames, looked under the bed, opened his closet and looked through all his clothes and drawers. He was thrilled with everything from his new towel and toothpaste, to his shorts and underwear. I kept telling him that if there was anything he didn't like that I kept all the receipts and that we could take it back and he assured me that he loved everything! He's a sweet guy that's for sure.