After 26 hours, we are home. We are smelly, cranky (me), tired and disheveled but we are home. Emme's grandparents picked us up at the airport and welcomed us with balloons, bananas and water. Emme found her feet the morning of departure and walked through 2 airports holding my hand. When she was tired she crawled into the stroller. She did GREAT for the first 19 hours and then melted down from sheer exhaustion so we spent 2 hours in the galley in the rear of the plane with the flight crew to minimize the disturbance we were causing our fellow passengers. They were very kind under the circumstances since my girl has such a healthy set of lungs. Since our arrival, she has been roaming around, getting into EVERYTHING and has to be watched like a hawk. She had a yogurt drink, cream of wheat, french toast, a scrambled egg and sat in her booster with a bib on. She's happy despite the fact she still has not slept more than 6 hours in the past 40. She wants nothing to do with her bed even when I put the mattress next to my bed on the floor. She loves climbing on and off my (very high) bed but won't sleep with me either. Admittedly I am afraid to be left alone with her. I think it's the lack of sleep coupled with the newness and the ease of having had grandma with us in China.