Adoption Dream

June 01

Adoption Dream

So Last night I had a dream that a real life friend of mine, one who is exactly the same age I am, had a baby boy.  Because she and her husband felt they already had enough kids, because the were moving, because they just didn’t feel like they could care for another child . . . just because . . . they allowed us to adopt him.

Even though he was ours, he was still living with my friend and her husband until they moved.  She was nursing him, and he ate every two hours.  I would go over and be with him and take care of him, but for the time being we were sharing mothering him.  She was moving soon and I knew I needed to go get formula.  She was not weepy or sad about it, it just was what it was.


It gets weirder, but doesn’t have anything to do with adoption at that point.  Just the (weirdly) disappointing realization that my (fictional) hot, young third cousin who was flirting with me, and with whom I was flirting (at my dead grandparents’ house), would not be so interested once he found out I had five kids.  I, (weirdly) didn’t take into account the fact that I was married or that said spouse would make fictional third cousin hurt if he did pursue me.  So take that for what it’s worth entertainment-wise.

Anyhoo . . . moving on.  We haven’t forgotten about the blog security challenge.  We had a few people volunteer, so we still need to pick one and McH needs to get cracking.  What with all of the out-of-towning last weekend we weren’t able to get right on it, and then we’ve been doing a bit of catch-up since getting back . . . but we will do it.  Soon.

Now, to make your Friday worth living, I give you this (you learn about the best things at book club.  Though it probably isn’t as effective if you’re not familiar with Pride and Prejudice):

And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt says hello.

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