Your adorable 8-year-old adoptive son, Mitsuba, wearing his rainbow unicorn pajamas, walks up to you.. his eyes shining, an idea clearly on his mind.

He looks up at you.

“c-can I have a happy meal?” he says, smiling.

“with extra fries of course..”

So the two of you hop in the car and start on the drive to the local McDonald’s, Mitsuba sitting in the back of the car, kicking his feet. He stares out of the window, excited for his happy meal. He repeatedly asks:

“Are we there yet?”