As Eli and I were pondering an online photo of S*rena
Williams VERY muscled arms, he looked at her Caucasian competitor. “Are they
sisters, he asked?” I bit my tongue as I went to point out the obvious
difference. I’m an adoptive mom, but there are moments I forget Eli is growing
up with an Asian sister. His definition of sister will never be defined by
race, and it’s so awesome. I loved seeing his look of absolute sincerity.
On to even deeper topics, we are swimming nonstop. Like
everyone else, in the country, we are enduring blistering temperatures. Eli and
I tried to fry an egg on the pavement during Sidney’s nap, but we didn’t have
success. After our failed experiment, Eli asked if it might be possible to
sacrifice the hood of my new car which was met with a resounding no.
Sidney is my little fish. Her confidence is frightening. Too
short to meet the height requirement, she and Tom were going down the
waterslide today together. She was in such a hurry to get on the slide, she
went down by herself. Her slight 27 lbs. frame shot out the end of the slide
and plunged under water. Thankfully, she knew to hold her breath, came up with
little more than a slight cough, and asked to do it all over again.
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