Today I spent a couple of hours at an amazing meeting with representatives from the three different side of the adoption triad:  Adoptive parents, Adoptees and Birth parents.  Actually the meeting was all women, so I can just say moms.

It was a wonderful way to spend two hours. Hearing stories from others, who may not have had the same experience as I do with adoption, but I still learn from them.  I have found that being good friends with a birth mom has made me a better adoptive parent, which in turn has made me a better person.

To be around others from different backgrounds, different opinions, different experiences is something I really enjoy. I love learning from people’s stories. It has made me a better friend, mother, daughter and wife, which in turn has made me a better person.

I see a theme here that I wish others would see. We don’t all have to agree on everything, we don’t all have to have the same background, we don’t all have to use the same language. But if we spend time together, learn from each-other and glean from our experiences as a whole, we will become better people.

What started as an adoption piece just turned into a political year post!

This was my five minutes of Sunday Stream of Consciousness.  No editing, no spell check, just raw writing. It is refreshing!

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I really wanted to entitle this The Non-Christmas Christmas App That I Wasted My Money On And Am Incredibly Mad About, but I thought that would be a bit too long and obnoxious.

The other morning I was snuggling deep in my bed with  # 3 and #4 (Enu and Elle) and we were playing Holiday Angry Birds.  An add popped up for a Christmas App. It was Talking Tom’s Christmas  or something of that sort.  So I buy it to make the kids happy…$0.99 cents or $1.07 with tax.  A drop in the bucket for my children’s Christmas happiness right?

So we play. We feed Santa, tickle Santa, make Santa laugh and so on and so forth. Then one of the girls presses a button and Santa MOONS US!  That’s right, the big guy drops his pants and shows us his holiday greeting underwear. But wait, there is more!  You can personalize his undies and email the picture to someone! Yeah! Just what I want to send out to my dear ones. Santa’s undies. Not. Big time not.  Royally ticked off at the waste of my money not.

I have four children. I have enough farting, burping and bodily function jokes and stories told at my table and in my life. I don’t need Santa to egg them on.

So if you ever design a Christmas app, please keep it Christmasy and leave out the mooning.

Please.

I might just buy your app if you do ;)

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