I mentioned in another blog that the gardening term, "Bloom where planted," could sum up my son's approach to dealing with adoption. He does not dwell on the fact that he was adopted. In fact, in a previous post, I recounted a conversation in which he told me that he liked being adopted because it made him different. He told me that he remembered telling his third grade class that he was adopted for "show and tell."

Adoption was a fact of his life as it was for two other siblings in the family who were also adopted. From what he has said, his brother... more

On my son Chris' last visit to our town, he and I were out one Saturday afternoon seeing some local sights. When hunger pangs made us both think it was time for a snack, I suggested my favorite French gourmet food shop, Nicole's. Although they mainly carry specialty cooking items, including the yummiest cheeses ever, they also have a cafe and serve breakfast and lunch.

On Saturdays mornings, they have a limited supply of freshly baked pain du chocolat (chocolate croissants.) Since my daughter, granddaughter and I all love their version of this French treat,... more