Lunch conversation is guided by whatever pops into Sam's head, which means it's mainly about toys and plans for after nap time. What popped into his head and out of his mouth the other day about some Dinosaur Train characters caught me completely off guard...
Sam: Mrs. Pteranodon isn't Buddy's mom.
Oh, yeah, why not?
Sam: Buddy doesn't have a beak.
Sam: Yes
Then, she is Buddy's mom. They don't have to look like each other to be family. Families don't have to look alike. It's okay for them to look different.
To him, this was enough of an explanation. All of a sudden, with that simple explanation, Buddy not looking like Mrs. Pteranodon didn't mean anything more than they were two types of dinosaurs. He accepted that it's okay for families to not look alike and that was that. Much to my heart's relief.
However, I know there will be a day when Sam looks at us and says, "Hey, why don't we look alike?" And, that will be the day when all those talks about adoption finally make sense. I fervently pray that this conversation about family planted a seed that will grow fruit of great meaning for him.
Because the fact of the matter is that families are not only formed through DNA and biology. We are a family formed through love, bound together with the scarlet thread of adoption. It binds us together just as tightly as any strand of DNA ever could, and it is a beautiful thing.
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