"Can we adopt Patrick?"We were eating dinner and William asked the question suddenly. I don't really remember how we reacted, but, in my head, it was very dramatic and movie-like. The table got silent for a minute and the question hung in the air...well, dramatically. In reality, Lizzie and Antwan were probably making tons of noise, … Continue reading Can we adopt my brother?
One thing that I have learned is that when you adopt transracially, it's going to be different. There are things that I have learned about being black and things that I've learned about being the mother of a black child. I've learned that even the most well intentioned person will make a prejudiced statement and that there … Continue reading Would This Happen If My Child Was White?
Brian and I have always loved going to thrift stores. Something about not knowing what you might find and the fact that if you find "it," then "it" probably won't cost you much, is very exciting. So, when we have a free afternoon, one of us tends to suggest stopping by one.And, the kids love thrift … Continue reading I’m not that smart…
Wednesday was the 4 year anniversary of the boys' placement with us. Four years ago, on that day, we picked the boys up from the agency. The very nice case worker unceremoniously handed us their bags and said goodbye. She was very happy about the match, it just wasn't her first time doing this. But, it was most definitely … Continue reading Gotcha Day Celebration Gone Bad…sorta
There is a man that lives in my area. People have many nicknames for him, but I don't know if anyone knows his real name. At first glance, he's a random homeless guy. This is sad enough. But when you add the fact that he actually has a house and lots of money due to an inheritance … Continue reading The Golden Rule Is Optional, Right?
Biological. Our life has proved that biology is not the most important thing. My children's biological mother didn't love these children like I do and despite the fact that they tend to have the dog's hair on them and William left this morning with pink (used to be white) socks hidden under his jeans, she … Continue reading How important is biology?
"I made you black." William said, kind of sheepishly. We were sitting in the play area at the mall. Antwan and Lizzie were playing. I had ordered William to take a break from his new Nintendo 3ds, so he could get some exercise. But, instead, he had moved on to telling me about everything that he … Continue reading Is love colorblind?
It is a known fact that if I sit down anywhere in my house, I won't be sitting there alone very long. Because there will soon be a little Parker ready to visit. The kids were happily playing so I sat down in my beloved recliner and opened my laptop. I was ready to sneak in … Continue reading I am happy to be his mom.
We usually have the tv on during dinner. I've never been quite sure how I feel about that, but I know that Brian and I both like the background noise. Of course, this usually means that one of the kids has to be told, at some point, to stop watching tv and eat dinner. … Continue reading Watching Television During Dinner.
"I'm scared to turn 9." It was the last thing that we expected to hear. After days of random and inexplicable behaviors, William finally said those words to Brian.And, suddenly it made sense. We understood why just a few days before his birthday, William was refusing to do his work, drawing on his pants, and, … Continue reading My son doesn’t like change.