No, my daughter is not the one that tells her classmates there is no Santa Claus.
She's the one that tells them there is no Jesus. Or at least, that he is merely an historical figure with good PR people and was neither a miracle worker nor a messiah.
*sigh*
At least she's comfortable with her Jewish identity.
That Blog came about as a way to celebrate the moments in the post-adoption months that seem too insignificant to write down in the Adoption Book but appeal to my nostalgic side nonetheless.
Kid1
The (now) middle child who people remember for her big smile and easy-going personality, Kid1 is moderately physically and mentally disabled, g-tube fed and has a cochlear implant. She has her own (non-anonymous) web page where I talk about her all. the. time., so she doesn't get much coverage around here.
Kid2
Cute, in that 'not an infant, not quite a toddler' sort of way. Kid2 had a long stay in the NICU and reminds us daily what a blessing she is.
Kid3
Paradoxically, Kid3 is the oldest of our three girls. Originally from a small country that most people seem to think is a part of Russia, she became a part of our family in November 2007. Her interests include getting up in the wee hours of the morning, and correcting my poorly spoken "Russian." She's the true star of this blog.
1 comment:
((( that mommy )))
you have a wonderful family. best to you all!
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