A Silly Tea Party
While I often wonder, what, exactly is going through the minds of my children I have come to realize it is probably best if I just don't know. Here they are dressed in "tea party" regalia.
Dear Carly,
I assume that one day you will come to me wanting to know who you are, where you came from, where your other family is and why they gave you to us. I offer you little bits of information already, but certainly not crumbs enough to satisfy the appetite. Perhaps it won't matter to you. I am assuming a lot, already, about how adoption will impact your life. People often wonder why adoptive parents are hurt when their children seek out biological roots. I have the answer, and it's very simple. Adoption - at its core - makes us question the legality, authority, voracity, and validity of parenthood. For most adoptive parents, first you must come to terms with an issue that strikes at the foundations of mortality: fertility. From birth, most of us are driven to form families. First we are nestlings, nurtured and weened and eventually taught to fly. Then we are nest-builders, filling our lives with the stuff necessary to drive life forwar...
Comments
-Joshy could not find his tea party sword (perhaps hidden by the Diva);
-Joshy was forbidden to bring the sword (or action figure/boy doll) to the photo shoot;
-The expected sword/gun/action figure was already saving Joshy's place at the table and keeping puppies from stealing his cookies;
-There is a baby suit involved in the girlie party garb;
-At least 3 other pairs of shoes were tried out with the outfit before the final walk down the red carpet shown;
-There is nail polish in the handbag for an after tea activity.
If only there were Lego tea party items - not the minifigure size ones!