Kid Questions

barbarians are not curious about where they come from, how they came to
be where they are, where they appear to be going, whether they wish to
go there, and if so, why, and if not, why not.
" – Sir Isaiah Berlin

Today while home from work caring for my sons, my eldest decides to ask me about his sister.

This always surprises and pleases me.

I am glad he feels comfortable to ask. I dont want him to avoid things and think they make me uncomfortable so he cannot ask.  None of my children should ever put my feelings above theirs. They all matter.

I dont even know how the conversation started. Oh, wait, yes, I do. We were talking about babies and how it takes a mom and a dad to make a baby. I commented to him how he was so handsome.

He then asked me the following:

"Do I look more like you or dad?", he says.

"You look more like your Dad. You hair, facial features, coloring, etc." I say

"What about S (brothers name)" he says.

"S looks more like me. He also looks alot like M did when she was younger", I say.

"Oh" he says.

(M, of course, being my daughter I lost to adoption).

He pauses a few. I am cleaning living room around him.  He says:

"I have a question but I dont know how to explain it"

"Okay", I say. "What".

"When you had M did she get adopted, I mean did the people take her, right away or was it sometime after she was born? Was it the same day? Like right away?", he asks.

"No, I had her with me for three days and nights straight", I said.

"Oh", he says.

And the conversation ended.

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