
Tonight we went to the Fourth of July fireworks with our friends Chris and Dawn and their three kids. They are an adoptive family too. In addition to their family, they had two of their daughters friends with them. When we were walking in together, it would have been hard to determine which child belonged to which parent, if someone was watching from the outside. I have light hair and freckles. One of their guest had light hair and freckles. One might think I was the mother of the girl, but I was actually the mother of the two Indian girls.
Then, there was the very tall African American teen, and a smaller African American girl, and they weren't related at all. The young one was the daughter of my friends, and the older one was the friend of their daughter. And so forth and so on. If you were looking at the adults, it would be hard to tell which ones were married too. Two white ladies and one African American man, so which two are married, one of the white women and the African American man, or both women, or all three. LOL Just kidding. And then their oldest daughter who is a bi-racial person, who looks like both of her parents but not anything like her brother or sister. We always end up getting stared at when we go out together. Sometimes I feel like sticking my tongue out at people, but I usually just keep on walking.
Well, Happy Fourth to you and yours! Enjoy good healthy foods and moderate drinks. ; )
Jyotsna











