Some kids have blankies. Others have binkies. Yet others have their thumbs. And still others have a favorite stuffed animal. A lovey. A snugglie. My daughter has Purple Jacket. Not "a" purple jacket. Not "the" purple jacket. She has "Purple Jacket." The amazing thing about Purple Jacket is that he so so much more than a jacket. Oh yes. He. Purple Jacket is a "he." Purple Jacket is my daughter's friend, snugglie, partner in crime, and primary source of comfort...absolutely necessary for bedtime for close to two years now and also for anytime that we are just hanging out. We used let my daughter wear Purple Jacket other places, but now he stays at home because if he were to be lost.... Life. As. We Know. It. Would. Be. Over. Despite having to stay at home, Purple Jacket apparently leads quite an active life. A typical morning conversation with my daughter... ME: How's Purple Jacket this morning? ESME ...
"There is a cat," says my 3.5 year-old daughter. We are sitting at a table in our local library and she is "reading" to me from a Rainbow Fairy chapter book. Whenever we come to the children's section of the library she immediately secures the lone red plastic wagon with the blue handle (there are also two blue wagons with yellow handles, but apparently these are less desirable than the red) and rushes to the chapter book spinners to peruse and select her books. Recently she announces that she will only select the Rainbow Fairy books with the PINK covers. Conveniently there are dozens and dozens of Rainbow Fairy books with pink covers. Once her wagon is loaded to almost overflowing, Esme comes to me to "check out" her books. This involves me sitting with an old computer keyboard in my lap "scanning" each book - passing it over the keyboard while saying, "Beeeeeep." I scan them. She puts them back in the wagon. Today Esme...
Our profiles are posted again on the adoption agency's websites. When our profiles originally went live , I remember a sense of anticipation, of imminent success, and the excitement that came with taking such a big step. Today, seeing them posted again makes me feel tired and worn out. It feels like we're back to Square One. When we first decided to adopt, we spent lots of time answering questions, explaining the process to friends and family. Now, we're explaining what happened and where we go from here. Returning from the gym this morning, I was standing outside and our neighbor across the street stepped outside and called over, "Hi Chris! You guys must be getting so excited!" I expect that this will continue to happen as we see friends and colleagues over the coming weeks who might not have heard the news. They ask because they care and they're excited for us and I have to answer them because they're grieving a bit for us now, too. We are part o...
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