I wanted to pull a little girls pony tail…

A fairly new child to our weekly playgroup annoyed me the other day!  She (yes I said she!) was adorable. Blonde ringlets in her pony tail, blue eyes, red red cheeks.  Like a little doll.  Came running up to Reagan and I and asked me where “way-guns” (Reagan’s) mommy was.  I thought to myself, ah cute little munchkin.  I knelt down, hand on my child’s head to somehow assure her of what I was about to say despite the fact she is 15 months old and doesn’t understand, and said “Well, Reagan has two daddies”.  She proceeded to say “I don’t understand”…repeatedly…loudly.  Practically stomped her feet! Like…she was pissed that the answer given was not the appropriate answer.  I felt like shouting “where is this 4 years olds parents?!”  The icing on the cake was that her mother was indeed listening to the entire incident.  I felt myself wanting to yank on her little ponytail to stop causing a scene and than slap her mother for not stepping in.  (…maybe I’m a bully…) Continue reading


What if she changes her mind?

How do you remain so excited and so guarded all at the same time?

Seems like a pretty impossible task.  Part of me wants to swipe the AMEX at every baby shop I come across.  Another part of me say’s “just wait…what if she changes her mind?”  It is a very conflicting way to feel.  Adoption is simply a roller coaster ride which, that from the moment the adoptive parents are matched with an unborn baby, they begin to love the baby whole-heartedly knowing full well that their want for a family of their own, can change at any moment.   Continue reading

A Touch of Ignorance

When people outside of Texas hear the word “Texas” they tend to assume everyone gallops on their horse atop dirt roads, every resident is indeed a cowboy, and longhorns graze flat meadows.  At least that is what this yankee thought.  When I moved to Houston from New York, I recall quite clearly a coworker of mine telling me “Someone like you shouldn’t move to Texas!  You better get yourself a gun”.   Continue reading