"Is this real life?"

I think Sam and I both feel like that poor kid on youtube after the dentist's appointment. After almost 30 hours of traveling and no real sleep, we both are unsure this is real life!
Yesterday- which- became- today was surreal... we drove to Atlanta, flew to Amsterdam, changed planes at what was 2:00 am Montgomery time, flew to Budapest, met George (our Hungary facilitator) and ended up driving around 5 or 6 hours with him. Wedged into all that driving with George was an important meeting with the "DHR" coordinator of this region of Hungary and two social workers (who kindly asked us what we had done to prepare to be parents and informed us that we are "very young"!). The meeting went well, and off we went... to Robi's house!!!!!
Sam was smiling and silly and I think my brain looked like old tv static. We didn't talk much. Every few minutes Sam would say "We are about to meet our son" or I would sing an impromptu, incoherent "We're meeting Robi" song. We kept winding through neighborhoods that weren't his on a trip of unknown length... at least to Sam and I. After about an hour we drove into a neighborhood that was his, got out of the car, and looked up to a tiny, hoody-framed face peering out the window. Our son! OH he is so precious. We walked into his house... a house in a country we have never even been too, but it felt so familiar after watching Robi's dvd every day for two months! 
Of course Sam and I were nervous and unsure, but the meeting went so well. We didn't stay long, and as we left Robi's social worker said it went "beautifully." Robi is a precious,crazy bundle of extraverted energy. He was shy for about 3 1/2 seconds before he was running back and forth to his room, usually with me running behind him, bringing out every toy known to man to show off. Sam and I had been instructed to bring little prizes for Robi. SO I had tootsie pops and a few toy cars and a slinky. However. Robi was more interested in his play laptop computer and cell phone to be interested. I am still laughing... he is downgrading in toys I'm afraid. 
His foster family was so kind. They are very sad, but were wonderful about telling Robi that Sam and I were his mom and dad, trying to get him to come to us and play with us, and in the end, made him kiss us goodbye. And he did! Robi kissed me! 
We are so impressed with the care being taken to prepare Robi for this transition. His social worker has come almost every day and looked at the scrapbook we made for Robi with him. He is, by the way, FAR more interested in the train stickers I put in the scrapbook, than in Sam and I;)  We are going to visit all day tomorrow, and take Robi on a little mini-trip with just the social worker, Sam and I. George has the "boss's" approval and encouragement for us to take Robi as soon as he is reasonably used to us... possibly even Friday. The foster family is emotional, and George, his boss, and Robi's social worker want us to go ahead and take him as soon as possible, without it being too tramatic for Robi. 
Right now it looks like we will spend the day with him tomorrow- Friday, bring him to stay the night in the hotel on Friday, and leave for Budapest on Monday. If all this happens we can probably be home for Christmas and George will be my new super-hero. 
We are so thankful for God's blessings. Please pray for us as we get to know our sweet, wild son!