Gotcha!

They brought him to us and he was scared. He tried to be so tough, but as he figured out they were leaving it was game over. Heartbroken, all of the Franklin's were crying as we hurt so much for him. We then had to load him in a car and drive to get his passport photo. Well, they needed him to stop crying and for his mouth to be closed...fat chance! Finally, they decided that one of the photos would suffice. He kept crying until we gave him yogurt with straw. Then we returned to hotel for paperwork. Sam played with all his toys, but was so serious and guarded. He went to bed in the pack and play, but ended up in bed with us after he woke up looking for his crib mates. He never cried, just looked on both sides of the bed. Well, I may regret it, but I put him in bed with us. He called out "mama" when I got up...melted my heart.

Day 2: Sam is serious. He is so tough and brave. We are a family that is not so serious, so i decided that we needed to lighten the mood. I began throwing his hat at him and he melted into a fit of giggles that had us all in the palm of his hand. He does get scared and puts up walls any time we leave the room. When we went to sign papers, the orphanage directors kept trying to hold him and he pushed them away. Again, points with mom! This boy knows what's up! He was so loved and well taken care of and we are eternally grateful to all who loved him until we could get to him. Oh, he's potty trained...BONUS! Bonding is going great. He prefers me but will let Dad give him a bottle. Gotta run! Hope to post again soon!