Feo

Yesterday the crowned prince of Batavia arrived safe and sound after his journey home from Korea. Our dear friends are now the proud parents of the cutest Korean ever. They had a little "meet and greet" yesterday afternoon so that all their middle aged women friends (she is a teacher and he is the principal of an elementary school- they are surrounded by children and middle aged women all day long) could say that they had seen the baby then get out of their grill so they could work on being a family.
Not ones to ever miss a party (or our chance to meet Theo) the girls and I headed out to see the kid. We couldn't come empty handed so Abby made him about 100 cards and pictures- all addressed to "Feo". I was really impressed by how well my kids grasped the concept of adoption. While they were disappointed that he wasn't up to doing more playing it was so fun to finally meet this little soul who we have all been so anxiously waiting for.
They talk about the red string that connects us all, and I feel like I have seen the red string in action. This little boy was born over 6,000 miles away to parents who wanted something different for him than they could give. Six months ago he was designated as my friend's baby, and I think from that moment on he has had all their love and all the good wishes of everyone they know raining down on him. This was obviously meant to be. He has taken to them, as they have to him.
While their transition into parenthood will not be without trials, who's is? I had to bite my tongue while she took his temperature (for the 5th time) and fretted over a 99.2 degree fever (the kid was held all day and was wearing 2 shirts, a hoodie, pants, and socks in a room full of people- of course he was hot!). I said nothing about the net over the crib, and I didn't laugh when I heard that she put sunscreen on him to get from the airport to the car.
I can't tell who is luckier, sweet little Ha Bhin (his Korean name) or his wonderful parents.