(We finished saying his bedtime prayers and like we do every night we pray for S. This conversation happened right after we said Amen.)
Little Man: I'm adopted.
Mommy: Yes you are.
Little Man: Maria (she's our hairstylist) is adopted.
Mommy: Yes she is.
Little Man: (Holds up his stuffed dog) Is Max adopted?
Mommy: Yes we adopted Max into our family.
Little Man: Teddy?
Mom: Yes
LM: Tiger?
Mom: Yes
LM: My bed?
Mom: No, your bed isn't adopted.
Little Man thinks for a little bit.
LM: Is Andrea adopted? (She's a friend of ours)
Mom: No, Andrea isn't adopted.
LM: She's not?
Mom: No, there are some people who are adopted. Like you and Malia. And some who aren't, like Andrea. Because that's the way God planned it.
LM: Neat.
Yes, Little Man that is very neat.
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very smart, Little Man!
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