We’ve been loathe to discuss our adoption plans as if by verbalizing what is going on, we might put the options in peril of not coming true. Nonsense. What we have been doing is armoring ourselves against what could happen in these transactions and that is for everyone to enter in agreement and come out with a different plan in the end. From Friday to Saturday we went from one to three children and now the decision is do you open the door to insta-family and then wait for ABC to come knocking for that lesbian in New Orleans with triplets program or do you try to be a little more reasonable and take it one kid at a time. When life gives you lemons, you make vodka tonics – that’s the tee shirt I got T for her birthday. When life gives you children, you what? Rejoice? Scream? Become a phenomenon? Run?