Things are much lighter today in my world. For starters, these taste like little doughnuts without the grease. Mmmmmmmmmmm.
Even better than warm muffins, a friend from our California days (the one who gave the most kick-ass open adoption blessing ever) came for a visit this morning. We were finishing our seminary degrees at the same time and used to swap babysitting and have long talks about culture and adoption (she's an adoptive single mom to a little girl from India). I miss her. She's writing a chapter about sensory integration issues for a new anthology on intercultural adoption (she's also an occupational therapist--the woman is gifted). I'm excited that her voice will be out there. Too much of Christian writing on international adoption has the "rescuing children from their heathen homelands" vibe.
Puppy seemed to remember her and kept bringing things to show to her. Then he climbed up on the couch and made sure she saw each of the pictures hanging on the wall. I love that kid.
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