Color blind

I truly can't tell the difference in my kids! I am color blind, after all. My adopted kids are just as much mine as the ones who grew in me and the realization hit yesterday that I completely forgot they were non-biological. I had the annual eye doc appointments going with 3 of us and as I sat in the waiting room, filling out the myriad of papers, the last thing on my mind was genetics. As I filled out Brinlei's forms, I came to the familial medical history part. You know, the part that asks if there are any genetic diseases like hypertension, diabetes, metal illness, etc. Well, I filled out all the appropriate lines and then went on my merry way, tackling the other papers. I handed them in to the receptionist, who dutifully passed them on to the assistant.

When it came our turn, Brin hopped on the chair and started answering all the general questions of the day.

"So why are you here to see the eye doctor?"
"umm, well... I can't see!"
"Do you mean you have blurry vision?"
"Well, I guess so. Isn't that what the eye doctor is for?"

(Insert me snickering)

"Ok, then let's look at your papers here. No medical abnormalities. Family history of diabetes...."

At which point she looks at Brinlei and then at me quizzically.
"But isn't she adopted? So I guess the diabetes doesn't really count."

DUH! I didn't even think of her not being genetically related to me! So there you go. Adoption does make you color blind!