You Must Be Thinking of Someone Else

So one thing you always hear about from other parents who have adopted transracially is the strange comments and questions they get about their children. So far, I haven't had too many really bad ones but I had a weird one today. I teach Sunday School at our church and I always teach the pre-k class so naturally I now have siblings of kids I had previously. So today in class is a little guy whose sister I had for the last 2 years. Their grandmother brings them to church and hangs around the room "helping" us out. Today we had a lesson about families and how families are all different and once thing I mentioned is that sometimes families don't always look alike (as K was sitting on my lap at the time) So we finish the lesson and the kids are all eating snack. I am holding K and Grandma comes up and says "I remember when you were pregnant with this one" Huh????? I sort assumed she meant when we were waiting, or "paper pregnant" but no. She looked all surprised and said "Oh is she adopted then?" (I resisted the urge to be snarky and say that she was just on loan to see if it would work out for us) She said "well I haven't seen you for a while and the last time you must have been pregnant" Yeah, except that I have had your granddaughter in my class for the last 2 years and the last time I was pregnant was 5 years ago- I don't know who she has me mixed up with or maybe it is really time to start that diet I've been putting off.

Although one hand I am glad she doesn't seem to hung up on kids matching their parents, on the other hand she knows all 3 of my youngest kids so I have to wonder exactly what she thinks I "do" in my free time


Not matching but totally mine!

Does It Come In My Size Too?

D has become something of a fashionista lately- She is now going through 3-4 outfits a day (and at least one is always pajamas) This is one from her latest collection. A red and white (with a few sequins) kitty sweater, purple cow pajama pants and knock off pink Crocs (on the wrong feet, no less). She actually had on the pants that go with the kitty sweater before we left for school, but in the time it took me to gather the backpacks and put K in the car seat, she had changed into this outfit. I took her pants to school, but when I got back to pick her up she was still in her purple cow pajama pants. Her teacher said "I wasn't about to try to get her to change" My thoughts exactly.

73 hours

is exactly how long it took me to go through one full tank of gas this week. I filled up on Monday after X's swim lesson and filled up again today 73 hours later (after A's swim lesson) So for those of you still guessing on the poll- that means 320 miles in the last 3 days. I love my car, but honestly, enough is enough. It's a 4 day weekend at A's school and he suggested we drive to a neighboring state (5 hours away) for the weekend to "explore" I told him it was fine with me but he had to buy the gas and drive.

Luckily though, I did spring for Sirius/XM radio and that has been a real blessing. I only listen to 3 stations, but they are good ones.

Coming soon (maybe tomorrow??) The Difference Between... version 2.0