Update #1

Everything's going fine. Tears have been shed. Mostly during the before coffee, Ron still snoozing, beginning of daycare day session. It's all good. Funny thing is, as emotional as I can get (crying at commercials, sappy movies, a dead bug), I shed not one tear so far. I hope she didn't think I was an emotionless hard ass while she's telling me about how she didn't have a choice (sob, sob) and she wished that there was someway to go back and make Ron's childhood better.

Yes, she also said she knows it's not productive to do this, but it is probably unavoidable for someone who, at 16 years old, was bullied into giving away her baby and had no part in deciding where he was going. I can't even imagine.

She is falling into the grandma role very quickly. More tears were shed as she told me how touched she was when they first pulled into the driveway. Nate was outside and she said the look of anticipation and excitement as he not quite jogged over to meet her was something she'll always remember.

She's already got a trip to Goodwill with Jesse and I planned. All three of us are thrilled. Ron wants nothing to do with this. ;)

Some apparent similarities in the gene pool: She uses the word "hideous" when her mom shows her cute clothes (how many times have I heard that word from Jesse?). She's a nature lover and considered bringing her coffee table sized Audubon Society bird book with her to share (oops no room in the suitcase). We've yet to compare feet to see if she has the same weird curved toes that Ron and both the kids have.

And finally, you know that you've been using aliases for too long when...........

you accidentally use it in a "real life" email. Oops!