So the first part's pretty self explanatory. I had to smile when Dan sent this to my inbox this morning. (I was home with Evie.)
As a transracial family, we get a lot of questions about adoption when we're out and about. I would say it's a weekly or bi-weekly occurrence for us. Occasionally we get asked borderline inappropriate questions but I try to brush it off and answer with a smile. However this morning, I got a bit flustered, and it was a question coming from a three year old! The conversation went something like this -
Three Year Old: (staring at Evie and me) Why do you have light skin and she has dark skin if you're her mom?
Me: (caught off guard/don't know what to say) Because she is adopted.
Three Year Old: What's adopted?
Me: (wondering where her mom is) It means she grew in another mommy's tummy but I am her mom now.
Three Year Old: Why? Why did you adopt her?
at which point another adult stepped in and did her best to explain on my behalf. I left quickly, my cheeks hot and my eyes stinging as I held back tears. I'm not really a cryer so I have no idea why this particular convo was emotional for me. It's kind of silly looking back on it. Maybe it's because I know Evie will have to deal with these questions alone someday.
I got in the car and decided I needed to think of a pat answer for this question. It took me a few minutes before I decided on, "Not all mommies and babies look alike." First of all, it's true. Secondly, I can avoid explaining adoption to a three year old I don't know. I'll leave that to her parents.