We Are Home

The trip home held true to the rest of the adoption--nothing was easy or as expected! The flight out of Guatemala took forever to load and when they did they decided they had to inspect the monkey (a package about 4 x 5 feet with duck-taped handle) we were bringing back. As the wheels hit the ground in Miami, Madison lost everything in her stomach onto Sally and all over the plane. Welcome to America little one! Monroe was happy, happy. When we arrived at customs Melodye and Debbie had to fill out forms for re-entry which were not available on the plane. Unfortunately, we then picked a line that took over 45 minutes due to a family in front of us that was entering the country on Visas. Sally and I went to the "adoptions" room where the customs officer proceeded to purposely hold us up so that we would miss our plane. I have never been treated with so much hostility. He was so rude that even the other people waiting empathized with us. Of course, this all set us up to miss our flight, but American couldn't have been nicer. They booked us on a flight to leave an hour later, but arrive at an airport an hour and a half away from home. To top the trip off, in all the commotion at the airport we brought home someone else's bag and left the twins' bag at the airport. We had to spend the next day driving back to the airport to drop the other bag and retrieve the twins' bag. Today we spent the day at home. This seemed to help the girls settle in. They played, laughed and had a great nap. We had a great time watching Myles and the twins interact and play. All seem to adore each other!