Is there any lighthearted questions anyone can ask about adoption?

Question

It's just been so heavy around here. At least for me.

Answer 1

What is your adoption story?  is one that is light hearted.

Answer 2

In this forum you can't even ask this quiestion without getting downer answers. Ask for a happy memory or something. But remember what ever you ask be prepared. LOL

Answer 3

I can joke about almost anything with almost anyone.

Adoption is the almost part.

Answer 4

Not with you, as a mother.

There are things I can joke about with other b*stards, though.  It's really 'black humor' that only we can understand or find humor in.

Here's a funny poem I read on line:

"Take one healthy child,

negotiate a price

scrub away the grime

call it something nice

When it starts to talk

make sure that it's polite

and when it calls you mother

be sure to say 'that's right'

Send it to a good school

the best that you can find

what a lucky b*****d

to have a mom so kind

That God blessed little miracle

is a f*cked up fairy tale

since when did any miracle

come with a bill of sale?"

Not funny to you?  Didn't think so.  I'm part of a club no one really wants to belong to...

Answer 5

I guess I disagree with most answers you've received so far.  I find the things kids do hilarious.  And adopted kids do some pretty funny things sometimes.  Part of that comes from the a!doptive parent not knowing much about their prior life.  So I'll share a few lighthearted stories with you about my adopted kids.  They were 3 and 4 when I got them seven days before Christmas.  Night One:  Chili cheese dogs for dinner.  They both said no to anything on their buns but the dog.  Then both pick up the dog without the bun, dropped it immediately and looked at me like I was crazy.  I asked what was wrong and they said that it was hot!  They had never had hot dogs before, but ate them as snacks right out of the fridge!  The looks on their faces was priceless.  I guess they thought the new Mom was trying to kill them or something.

Day Two:  Trip to ToysRUs to make their Santa list.  Does anyone know how many toys there are at ToysRUs.  I stopped counting at 60 something and told them Santa didn't have room in his sleigh for that many toys.  The little one sat on the floor, crosses her arms, stuck out her bottom lip and told me that I said they could put everything they wanted Santa to bring them on the list, but they might not get everything on the list.  I told her that was true.  I did say that, but putting every single thing on the list would take until after Christmas and we wouldn't have time to get it to Santa and he might not bring anything if they didn't send a letter.  She remained right where she was until she literally fell over asleep.  Everyone in the store was busting up laughing as my husband and I took turns watching her while the other took the other kids around the store.  When she woke up at home in her bed she ran up to me and asked if it was too late to send Santa her list.  I told her no we could still send it.  She made me write a note saying that her new Mom wouldn't put everything she wanted on the list so please bring her a lot of good stuff.  I still have the letter.  She cracks up every time I show it to her.  Boy was she stubborn.

Day Three:  First day of preschool.  They called me to come get the kids.  The adopted ones were hanging on the fence screaming to cars as they went by, "HELP!  We've been kidnapped!"  I pulled up the same time as the police car who was responding to a 911 call from a passerby!

Day Seven:  Christmas morning.  Presents a huge hit.  Stockings full of candy and toys a major hit.  Phone call to poison control and causing them to fall of chair laughing pretty funny.  Kid opened egg of silly putty, didn't know what it was.  Thought it was candy and ate it.  Brought her screwed up little face over to me and told me the candy tasted bad.  I could see glow in the dark putty stuck in teeth.  Spent rest of the day with glowing p**p in toilet with four kids running into the bathroom  over and over and turning off the light to watch her p**p glow!

Now, there is a lot of lighthearted stories about adopting children.  And there are some absolute horror stories.  I have some of each.  That's life.

Answer 6

Alot of high emotions going on here. It's sortof like going to a funeral for a child ... not the right time and place, BUT, I did see one today that cracked me up and it was obvious to me that the person was being light-hearted. That can happen at funerals too, but it's rare.

I go to P&S for relief. I'm never serious there. Here, I feel like there's so much knowledge and information that MUST be spoken, that I take it very seriously. Take a break when it gets too heavy. We all need that from time to time.

Answer 7

No matter what you ask in this forum, someone will have a differning and passionate opinion.  There are three stakeholders:  Bio/birth/first parents and adoptive/real/forever parents and the children.  Who is most important in this equation is the chidren, but people have extreme opinions on both sides.  

I am sure in this forum even if you asked what brand of milk children should drink would cause a debate ;0)

Answer 8

hmmm...something light-hearted and feel-good about losing my only son. Think you've stumped me on this one.

Answer 9

not all children who have both they're parents are happy, or treated well. on that note my adopted son is a very happy and intelligent little boy, i believe that it is due to the fact that in my family we all chose to be open and honest about it and he is given all the love and support that we can provide to him and although he knows about his biological mother, he really doesn't seem to care.