We swear. A lot.

In about 20 minutes, we will get on a bus with a bunch of other families from our agency and drive across town to the U.S. Consolate, where we'll take an oath to support and love our children. This is the last step in the bureaucratic labyrinth that is international adoption.

Zee and Smiley said goodbye this morning, and by now they're watching the most recent in-flight Adam Sandler flick for the third or fourth time.

I can't believe how much fun we've had with them, and it's even harder to believe that, when we get back to the U.S., they won't be there right next door anymore.

Seriously, they should move to New York. All our friends should move to New York. What is everyone waiting for?

We're very ready to go home. This trip has been amazing and wonderful and in all other ways worthy of hyperbole, but I miss my son and my pets and my pillow-top matress.

And the next two days will entail our having to buddy up with our other agency group - a group that has been togetherit has been really nice bring on our own.