Unfortunately, almost all of these were asked in the presence of the children.

{Insert eye roll.}

NUMBER TEN
Q: Is this a birthday party?
A: Ummmmm…nope, just a family.

NUMBER NINE
Q: (Tapping on the window to our van) Is this the shuttle to Disneyland?
A: Sorry…the shuttle is full.

NUMBER EIGHT
Q: (From a painter painting their bedrooms) When do the parents come pick up their children (referring to our family being a daycare)?
A: Usually they just leave them here. (He was so confused.)

NUMBER SEVEN
Q: You have how many kids? Don’t you know how they are made?
A: Wellllll…we thought they just appeared every time a bell rings.

NUMBER SIX
Q: (LITERALLY IN FRONT OF THE KIDS) So…which ones are adopted and which ones are foster?
A: (All in my head) Did your daughter come out vaginally, or c-section? Natural or with drugs? Did you take fertility drugs? How much pregnancy weight did you gain?

NUMBER FIVE
Q: So you couldn’t have kids of your OWN????
A: Exactly, so we are leasing these ones.

NUMBER FOUR
Q: That’s so sad, why couldn’t their parents keep them? (Yes, again, in front of the children.)
A: Come on munchkins, let’s go!

NUMBER THREE
Q: Are they all your’s?
A: No, I picked that one up on the corner.

NUMBER TWO
Q: How many of your children are black now? **may have been a family member
A: I haven’t checked our family census lately. Also, what the…

NUMBER ONE
MY PERSONAL FAVE: (people counting out loud and pointing)
A: Smile and wave kids! **Usually, one of them yells “TWELVE!!!”**

LESSON: Breathe. Be kind. Think before you speak. Breathe again.

 

Kate Hursh

Foster/Adoptive Mom