Tonight my sister and I babysat Cory while Scoot and Beezer had a date night. My dad decided to come along for a little while to play with Cory. While watching Cory play with his trains my dad told me something with cute grin on his face.
Dad: I had a dream about him last night (points to Cory).
Me: Good or bad?
Dad: A good one.
Me: What was it about?
Dad: He asked me who I was. I knew he wouldn't understand so I told him I am someone who loves him very much.
Adoption permeates everything. I thought it was only me but apparently my dad gets it, too. It makes me happy and yet sad at the same time.
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hey girl!! I found you!! I somehow lost your blog and couldn't for the life of me remember it! Then I finally hit all the write words and google reunited me :)
We are going through the process to adopt baby #2 (can you believe it?!) and I so hoped to have your blog again! Can't wait to catch up!
ps love what your dad said!
I'm so glad you found me again! Good luck this time around :D Let me know if you want to chat sometime.
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