I had expected that on occasion people who see my children and me together might not automatically think, "Adoption" but rather that I've had multiple partners. I did not expect that I would make the mistake in the opposite direction.
At the beach today, there was a white man with a boy who looked Asian and a girl who looked Africa American. The kids looked like they were middle school age so I waited until they were out in the water before asking the man about them. We had been told that it is often hard on adopted kids to always be getting attention because they look so different from their parents.
So when they were out in the water I asked, "Are those your kids?"
"Yes," he answered some-what sheepishly.
"So, what's your story?" I asked trying to be polite and not bluntly ask if they were adopted and what adoptive father doesn't love sharing the story of how his kids came into his life?
"My story is that I've had lots of girlfriends and I've been obsessed with black women since I was thirteen," was his reply.
"So, they're not adopted?" I asked puzzled.
"Nope," and he walked off to be with his kids.
I had not idea how to respond. I was not prepared for that little bit of reality.
He came back over a little while later because he thought his daughter would like to see Christiana who was on my back. The kids were very nice and open. The girl asked about our girls' adoptions and how long we have had them. The boy shared how he had older siblings with kids and that he was an uncle four times over. Just a reminder to me that families are built all kinds of ways and sometimes it just better to follow the old rule, "Don't talk to strangers." :)
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