Look what came in the mail today from Cammie! Harvey will love it. The book will be an especially big hit, I think.

It sounds like Harvey's biological Uncle Curtis is home from a mission in Mexico. Congratulations to him and family! That is so exciting and I'm so glad Harvey has such good examples.

Jess asked me how the play group went. It went pretty well, I think. At one point another little girl was crying and Harvey toddled over to her corner and gave her his beanbag and a hug. I could not have been prouder if he had written The Gettysburg Address. That kind of empathy demonstrates all the sophistication of a 3-year-old, don't you think?

There was one Mommy there who had an array of comments to make about adoption. She started out by saying that "Everyone always gets pregnant after they adopt." I hear that one a lot lately, and I just ignore it. (It's one of the least irritating things people say.) Although it does bug me a little, because it seems to imply that adopting Harvey was just a means to this end, not an awesome and valid way to build our family. I hope people stop saying this by the time he is old enough to understand. I imagine it could be pretty hurtful to him. Also, it's just not true. People with infertility get pregnant sometimes. It happens at the same rate whether people adopt or not. Then this mommy asked me if I still had contact with his birth mother, and although I knew this conversation could lead nowhere good, I said "Of course." She said something along the lines of "Oh, I could never do that. Don't you think it will be confusing to him?" I replied that I thought it was much more likely to clear up any confusion and she said "Well, I'm sure if it was a closed adoption you wouldn't have had all those legal problems." Um. Okay. Or, I just wouldn't have had his bio-family's help and support. But maybe she knows more about it than I do, hum?

I think above all what makes me a little sad about these kinds of conversations is that, when some people look at my son and my family all they ever seem to see is adoption. They don't notice his big brown eyes or the precious way he just shared his beanbag or how he is always, always, always smiling. Every Sunday in church there is invariably somebody who brings it up. I avoid a lot of conversations. It's not that I want to keep it a secret, or don't love adoption, it's just that some people can't see past it. I guess it will be better when he is older, and when we have moved to a new neighborhood.

Anyhow. On a lighter note, Harvey did get 2 invitations to go play with other little kids. Playdates, I guess. I'm not really sure what playdate etiquette is. I feel like I should bring something to share with the other moms. Some crumpets or something...I don't actually know what crumpets are, but it seems like they would go with a playdate, and you know, Mom luncheons, or whatever.