Five days later, Sasha, Adrianna, and Olena were boarding the next plane to boulder, Colorado; where they had to finish their paperwork to legally adopt Olena. Over the course of the almost ten hour flight, Sasha taught Olena some basic English. By the end of the flight, she could say things that a normal, American two year old could say. The girl learned things abnormally fast and she was incredibly smart. After over three hours of doing paperwork and another flight, Olena was ready to see her new mommy.
Throughout the different flights and downtimes, Sasha had shown her many pictures of Summer; telling her Summer would be her new mother. By the time the last flight was landing, Olena was bouncing with excitement and joy.
"Daddddyyy!" Olena tugged at Sasha's sleeve, practically vibrating with excitement.
"We're almost there, Olena. Five minutes and you get to see mommy." Sasha laughed as Olena pretended to pout. She had been an American for literally four hours and she already knew how to capture someone's heart. "We can get off the plane now." Sasha grabbed Olena's arm so she wouldn't run away and held her hand. They gathered their bags and walked into the crowded sitting area.
"Is that mommy!?" Olena pointed to a red headed woman walking with a little boy in tow.
"No, silly," Sasha laughed and continued walking, he silently spotted Summer in the corner; waiting for Olena to notice.
"Mommmmyyy!" Olena ran into Summer's arms as Sasha stood behind to watch the scene unfold. He noticed that Summer was practically bawling while holding Olena to her chest and spinning her around. Sasha began to feel tears threaten his own eyes as he realized that they were an actual family. He had his own family.
A family.
"What wrong? What wrong," Olena wasn't getting the response she wanted to Summer's tears so, she grabbed Summer's face with her tiny two hands. "What wrong?" Summer and Sasha laughed at their little girl's amount of care.
"I am just very happy to see you." Summer giggled and kissed Olena's nose, squeezing her tight.
"Let's go home." Sasha wrapped his arm around his little family and led them out of the airport door.