I have a question...

You ever just wanna say, "REALLY?!" to someone after they ask an absurd question? I do. And since there are a lot of people who lack social skills out there (and they all seem to find ME), I want to say "REALLY?!" a lot.

What I am about to type is real. I can't make this stuff up people. Unfortunately, some people just don't have a filter...

The topic of "did they really say that?!" came up the other night while Matt & I were eating. We were talking about some friends of ours who recently moved away. I told Matt that it was probably a good thing that they moved because sometimes you just have to 'start over', you see, our friends have tried without success to have a baby for many years. For those that don't know that heartbreak, be thankful, because it's an awful situation to be in. I can understand wanting to start over, especially if people know about your situation and are curious, or worse yet, those who don't know. The one's who don't know are the one's with the questions. When are you going to have a baby? Don't you want kids? Better start trying, you're not getting any younger (timeout - these questions are real ones, once again, I couldn't make this up if I tried!). Matt then asked me if I remembered getting those questions. Uh, yah! Then he asked me if I was glad that the questions stopped. Stopped? Who said they've stopped? Just last week, I was telling someone about my sweet baby boy and I let them know that he is adopted and the first thing out of the persons mouth was "Oh, did you adopt because you can't have children?" Woah. The words cut through me like a knife. I had no idea how to answer such a bold question. Thankfully, I have cat-like reflexes and responded with "Kind of. I've always known I wanted to rescue children and God made it possible by pointing us in the right direction after learning it would be difficult to have children on our own." I still have a hard time fathoming that such a piercing question could fly out of someones mouth without hesitation.

I hate answering questions in general. If you didn't already know, I'm a crier - and it has gotten worse with age. There are times that people will ask me a question about Ise or about his siblings and I lose it. Why? Your guess is as good as mine, but I do. And I seem to get the same questions over and over, especially when children first come into our home. "Are you able to keep him?" is numero uno. The child is not a stray puppy, people! If I could, I would rescue all the hurting children in this world (my husband says 2 is enough, we'll see about that...).

The moral of the story (I feel it has to have a moral) is think before you speak...and don't text and drive!

I know that one has nothing to do with the post, but it's important! :)