Sometimes I think my daughter wants to be an adopted child....
Cheese: Mommy, was I scared on the plane when you came and got me?
Me: Um, when did I come and get you? You have never been on a plane.
Cheese: Yes I have! Don't you remember when you came and got me from China?
Me: Well, no I don't because you are not Chinese and you did not come from China.
Cheese: Yes I did! I know Chinese! (Insert rambling here and then hit the mother load...) Chee Cho Chay! Mommy, that means I love you!
Me: Well then, I guess a change in your paperwork at school is due.
Cheese: OK! *Happily skips away blowing bubbles for her baby sister*
Sometimes I stare off into space after our conversations and wonder what the hell just happened.
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