Six months ago today, we got off a plane in Minnesota, exhausted and starving, two of us happy to be home, three of us happy to not be on a plane anymore.
He said “I love you dinner!” to his Deepa L on the phone today, spent some time this morning elbow wrestling with one of the dogs, and ate dumplings and rice and pork at Tea House for a celebration dinner.
We had Peking Shredded Pork, chicken in garlic sauce, juicy buns, and dumplings.
I love this kid so very much. I am so so happy to be here with him.