Okay, so remembering to be sure to spend a few minutes first thing in the Morning spending a little "quality time" chit chatting with my kids in the morning (but not having talked to them about this; not realizing they have even heard the term "quality time"), my 8 year old interrupts my question to him about the upcoming weekend and asks, "Mom, let's have some quality time today, could you pass me my gameboy?" Well, to me it was funny. This will introduce to you my first adopted child, Corey. We took him into our home when he was 6 weeks old, I was 39, and my other children were 14 and 18. People asked, "Why would you want to start all over again?" Others said, "That's so wonderful. I knew someone who adopted..." Some, however, including our pediatrician, said, " I would really think about that first.", or "Don't adopt him, he's not healthy....", and "I have one patient with that who is in a wheelchair and cannot do anything for himself."
Corey is in my picture on your far left!!
More to come.