It is not all about adoption!
Thursday night as we were getting ready for bed, out of no where G says, "Mama you were the first mama to come get me."
I start thinking what this means and make a stab with an answer, "No I was just the first mama to come get you in China, you had a Foster Mommy, 'member?"
G: "No, No, I'm talkin' 'bout today. You were the first mama to pick me up at school."
Oh so every thought isn't about adoption, heh!