very, very happy

Twenty-Eight months ago, we turned in a little application announcing our dream of adopting a little boy from Ethiopia.

It's been ten months since we first saw his face

and over five months since we last held him.

But tomorrow, the waiting ends.

Just before you wake up tomorrow morning, I'll be squeezing my boy.

I'm pretty sure we will both be scared and crying.

And I know I'll be very, very happy.