I picked Eva up from her dance class last night and as we walked out her little friend, Lila (Lily?) caught up with us and asked Eva, "Is this your mom?"
I smiled at her and said, that yes, I was the mom and introduced myself to her dad (who was, um, 100 years old) and as we were all being chummy and friendly Lila (Lily) said, "Eva, I thought your mom would be brown like you are."
Well... well well well.
And I only say Well well well because it's been a damn long time since someone has asked what is essentially an adoption question and it definitely hasn't happened in front of Eva in YEARS and I was suddenly flummoxed and wanted to make sure that my answers were brief and worded "correctly".
And so I looked at Eva and back at the kid and said, "Nope, I'm not."
Lila (Lily) Why not?
Me Well, Eva is Chinese and I am not.
Lila (Lily) Then how are you a mother?
SHUT THE HELL UP, KID! I am her mother because Eva is my daughter and we became a family in China.
Lila (Lily) Is anyone else from China?
Eva Nope. Just me. Too bad.
I then beat a retreat and once we were in the car I turned to Eva and asked her if she was okay with the conversation we just had... was there anything in it she would have liked me to answer differently or did she just want to chat about it...blah blah blah???
She looked at me and smiled and laughed and said, "What? Is it a secret?"
Eva is awesome.
And that is all I have to say on the subject.