Our annual open adoption Christmas party was on Sunday afternoon.
We picked up Reid’s birth mother, her husband, and her oldest daughter. Following logic, also his half sister. We last saw her over five years ago. She’s about four months older than Tate, but a school year ahead. We immediately noticed that his birth mother’s hair was dyed blue.
It’s hosted by our local Children’s Aid to allow adoptive and birth families to connect at a neutral site. Everyone is invited to bring appetizers to share.
It went pretty well. A fun time was had by all.
As we were driving to drop them off, Reid asked, “Why is your hair blue?” I just about busted a gut trying not to laugh. We told him because It was dyed that colour. That’s good for now.
On Monday night we were driving home a different way, which was by their apartment. Reid asked.”Who we pick up?” I told him their names, as that’s who he knows them as.
We’re not really sure how much of a concept he has about adoption, so we haven’t really told him. We’re not sure exactly what to say, but we will have to be prepared.