Despite the rough few days, Emme is officially my daughter as of 3:00pm local time. We completed her adoption (in new shoes) in the provincial capital of Chongqing and despite her utter and complete meltdown, they deemed I am an acceptable parent for her. She totally freaks out in elevators and anytime she is expected to "perform", like her adoption photo that must have her eyes open. We received a lovely gold plate as a gift along with her adoption certificate and photo album. She was the loudest babe in the place and the French families receiving their babies took many video and photo clips of the screaming child. I was fond of Pierre, an eight month old wearing pink. He was fond of his daddy and came over for a visit. I did get an unsolicited kiss on my chin today and upon waking she laughs.