If you’ve read my blog for any length of time, you know I am not one to get offended or angry when people ask me questions about Tank Boy’s adoption or where he is from. I don’t want to teach him through example that his adoption is something about which to be angry, embarrassed, or upset. Admittedly, we don’t get a lot of questions so I haven’t had to worry about it a whole lot, but I have been thinking about it more since his verbal skills have shot up and I know he will understand more when people do ask the questions.
Recently I showed him a video of the orphanage where he spent the first 4.5 months of his life.
“That’s in Korea. You used to live there,” I said.
“I did?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said. “When you were a little baby you lived there for a bit.”
“Then you came back for me?” he said.
“Then you came home to me,” I said. I skipped over the part about the 4.5 months in foster care, because I know he just won’t understand that at this point.
Anyway, so I’m doing what I can to lay the ground work for when people do ask those questions in front of him (we do other stuff besides just watching that video one time, by the way).
Really, though, that’s not why I’m writing today. I’m writing today about a very unexpected question I fielded last night relating to Quinn’s adoption. We’re given all sorts of potential answers to questions like:
Is he adopted?
Where is he from?
Why did you adopt?
Can’t you have kids of your own?
What happened to his real parents?
But never, in a million years, did I expect a casual acquaintance to ask, “So, is the baby an only child, or does he have brothers and sisters?”
I wasn’t offended or angry, just surprised. What is the canned answer to that question?
And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt thinks you must be ignoring him. If you’re out there.
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