Boys and Guns

We are not “gun people.”  Let me start over.  What I mean to say is that my husband and I are not gun people.  Our son, apparently is.  The neighborhood kids (ALL of them!) are gun people, and have toy squirt guns, paint ball guns, cowboy pistols, cap guns, bb guns, etc.  We have never [...]

Not Cool

Okay.  So I get it that people don’t really have great filters between their brains and their mouths.  I get it that a lot of people don’t “get” how adoption works, especially open adoption.  I get it that people probably think we’re crazy to have relationships (friendly ones, even!) with Woob’s first family.  I do. 
So [...]

Tiny Dancer

Last night after bath time, I was combing Woob’s hair and he was watching in the mirror.  I commented on how handsome he looked, and he smiled, and in that little, sweet tone that projects wonder and awe said, “oh, and I look like a ballerina!!”