Adoption - OFFICIAL!

Today we went to the Civil Affairs building again, the same place we picked up Aiden. We answered some questions, signed some more papers, and even added our thumbprints to some documents (Aiden added his tiny little footprint), and we are officially Aiden's mom and dad. It should probably seem more surreal than it does. I guess it was just meant to be. It feels right that he is ours, probably in part because the process has been so long, and we were matched back in January. It also seems more than coincidental that he is legally our son on the anniversary of my sister's passing. It seems like she is and has been watching over the whole journey.
Aiden's personality is really starting to shine through. He is quiet and plays very, very well on his own. As I am typing this, he is running back and forth from the bedroom area to the bathroom....throwing his books on the bathroom floor. Don't ask me. He's two and he's a boy! (You should see the disaster area that is our room. It makes me laugh!) He also discovered his stacking cups and loves them. What really cracks me up isn't that he can spread them all out and still get them back together; what cracks me up is when he puts them upside down and makes a tower. (He is a problem solver and appears to be kind of analytical). Another little insight into his personality is his sense of humor. At breakfast, he will pretend like he is going to feed me, pull the food away, stuff it in his mouth, give me a half grin and giggle.
The down side of parenting a newly adopted child? He, as many children do, has bonded with one parent. Me. It sounds fabulous for the bondee, right? Well, it IS wonderful when he says, "Mama." It is just too bad that it usually happens when he is sobbing because I have had the audacity to put him down. My poor arms and back. We busted out the "baby backpack" today. After a full day of appointments, we had to go shopping. We brought 2T, 24 month, and even 18 month clothes. NOPE! He is almost too small for 12 month clothes! He is itty bitty! The diapers we got? Too big, too. He also has a miserable cold, so Troy had to get some medicine for his cough and runny nose. It doesn't seem to be slowing him down. He loves to play with us and by himself. He is, though, very mellow and really goes with the flow. He woke up at 5:30 this a.m. after going to bed at 9:30 last night. He slept for about 20 minutes at the Civil Affairs office, but other than that has gone all day and been a real trooper! We just love him tooo much! We're all shot though. It's pizza in the room tonight.
Well, sorry for rambling on for so long. There's just so much to we want to share! :) Thanks for taking the time to read the rantings of enamored parents!