I came across this exchange between a mother and her son on another blog from an Ethiopian adoptive parent:
“Mama, what time of day was Philip born?”
I answered, “I don’t know honey.”
He replied, “You don’t know?” He looked slightly befuddled as he said, “How can you not remember?”
I am sure I looked slightly befuddled as I said, “I wasn’t there…”
A light dawned in his eyes and he said, “Ohhh… yeah. He was born in Ethiopia.”
A gentle reminder that the how of a family isn’t always so important.
That’s great, thanks for sharing Kevin. We’ve got 4 young kids and we’re already having these kinds of conversations in preparation of our adoption.
I love that kids are curious and honest. Characteristics we all should have…