Lately, this is the question Miah asks me almost daily. "You my Mommy?" I answer- Yes, I am your mommy for always. Today her questioning went a little further...
Miah-"You my Mommy?"
Mommy-"Yes, I am your Mommy"
Miah-" when I was little in China I was in your tummy?"
Mommy-"No, when you were in China God made you in your Chinese Mommy's tummy"
Miah-pauses to think..."What's her name?"
Mommy-"I don't know her name"
Miah-pauses to think again..."I don't know her name either. I forgot"
Then she carried about her day...I hope I am handling these types of questions right. Any suggestions?
