For long time readers you may be well aware that our sweet little M is rather... ermm... obsessed with her friend A who lives next door - if you don't know this then it's probably time to go back and read about the restraining order. Well, A is just a few days older than M - slightly taller (of course) - but they share their blonde hair and a love of all things dress up/Polly/Pony/Barbie! M suddenly came to me yesterday for help sounding out a word she wanted to write down... the word? "Adopted"... she decided that she wanted for K (that'd be A's mom) to adopt her. She had it all worked out - packed a bag with her Polly Pockets and a teddy bear... and waited for A to pick her up. A? Yeah, she was totally on board with this as far as I could tell - she doesn't have another sister... she even helped M come up with some of her rebuttals to all of the hurdles I presented:
They don't have a bed for you A can share her bed
H will miss having a sister You can pray to have another Baby (A's idea...)
Your Christmas presents are here Santa will know I was adopted!
K is a bad cook (sorry K, I was desperate) I can visit here to eat
Who will read you a bed time story? I can read my own princess book
Whose bed will you jump on in the morning: A will be there
We want you to stay (in tears) I will miss you, but I want to go there...
and on and on...
That's right... tears... it was heart-wrenching AND hilarious all at the same time. I tried to not let it affect my inner self - I tried to focus only on what a cute story it would make when she was all grown up... but really - my baby wants to find a new mommy! And this was not just a 20 minute whim guys... this lasted from 10 in the morning (when she came up with the idea), through preschool (where A was brought in on the plot), and to the packing stage... Dinner felt like a last meal together at times - but then Dad suggested she watch home videos (which she did for 3 hours and is doing again this morning) and by bedtime she was happy to snuggle up with her own big stuffed animals and hear her bedtime story read by her own parents... Haven't heard a word yet today... as much as I respect adoptive moms and birth moms (and I REALLY do) I really don't want to give up my baby girl!
I'm focusing on the humor side of it now... I can see it, I really can... and hey - it DID make for a good blog topic right? RIGHT?