It's official! One less, One more DeLuca!

Let's just say today offers a new definition for emotional rollercoaster! But all ending well, and there is a cute little curious preschooler with his hand on my arm right now intently watching me type this and dying to get his hands on this lap top and I couldn't be any more SHOCKED our days ending like this. We got to Civil Affairs about 20 minutes before the orphanage staff and Will. I all but had my nose pressed against the glass watching for them..we watched another cutey meet her family then we FINALLY watched them walk towards thedoor. I handed off the camera and started crying and jumping up and down like a school girl. The next part, I'm not exaaggerating a bit. Will walks in, takes one look at us, screams at the top of his lungs hits the floor arches his back kicks his feet and rolls arounds. The nanny picks him up to his feet he yells "I don't want to" in Chinese and turns around and runs out the door. Literally out the door, all 4 of the orphanage staff run after him...there was no hello, nice to see you again, no greeting Will, and that was our gotcha moment!...the next 5 or so minutes was us listening to him crying and the four of them barganing/yelling at him in Chinese in the hall of the Civil Affairs office...They finally drag him in kicking and screaming (literally) and then one of the men sat with him on the couch and after a few minutes he stops crying..I FINALLY approach after about 10 minutes and try to coax him with a car and a sucker...He smacks the sucker at me but at least takes the car from my hand and starts crying and pitching a fit again...He eventually stops pitching a fit and just sits and sobs...there was never any conversation between us and the staff, just a few quick photos, and the nanny decided to just run out the door when she realized she couldn't console him and her presence was just making him worse...when he relizes they were gone...kicking and screaming reassumes...Mike has to carry him out because poor little guy is one big hog of a kid...he won't let Mike hold him in the van and falls asleep standing up with his head against the window. When he wakes up he's VERY catonic...Un fortunately, we had to turn around and go back to Civil Affairs because they forgot to take our picture...I think everyone just wanted us to leave..he didn't pitch any more fits but stayed almost catonic for about 2-3 hours. My heart is just breaking at this point...he's so pitiful and it was almost hard to decide if he was awake or asleep. Then slowly out of nowhere, he starts playing...then in a matter of 30 minutes he's running around the room laughing playing ball baloon and cars!...and from there, it was all over, like a switch...poof now we are happy. Since then giggles, playing bathtime (after a bit of a fight but there was a potty accident and the choice was over after that) eating ect...Mike seems to have a buddy...and all is great! I just CAN'T get over the transformation! I will say as expected, he had on 50 layers of clothes and wouldn't let us touch them and sweated like a pig and smelled like one to!!! It's been a wild day....here's the photos...some of them are very sad...you can just see it on his face...but overall, it's been a great day...we are so glad to finally be united with him!!! Thanks God!