This one is for those of you collecting data points of what kids call their birth/first/natural/bio parents in open adoptions.
Todd was giving Puppy the run down of the next few weeks at our house. We've got a long visit this week from a bunch of Todd's family (blurgh) and then several days with Ray, Puppy's birth dad (yay).
"I'm excited that Ray is coming to stay with us," Todd said to Puppy.
Puppy considered the news, then gave a little nod. "Ray is my old dad," he announced.
Todd said, "Sure, why not?" and--his mind perhaps automatically jumping back to when Ray made him the new dad--told Puppy a little "I remember when" story of the night Puppy was born. He got to the part where everyone is passing baby Puppy around like a slow, snuggly game of hot potato. And Puppy laughed and laughed.