Some days, I just want to go about my own business. Somedays, I wish I could not be noticed in my snot covered shirt and comfy sweatpants. Somedays, I'd love to make it through Walmart in less than an hour (OK, that is everyday). Yesterday was one of those days. I just really wished I had a poster that read,
No, MY children are not from Haiti.
They were born in the
Democratic Republic of Congo.
That is a country in Africa.
No, they are not twins.
They are brothers who are
10 months apart.
I said this over 20 times in one visit! When people start asking questions, Chad has actually started saying, "Congo! Ten months apart." If I only had a dime for each time I said this, I could fund someone else's adoption!