This girl. Hopefully someday she’ll write down her story. It's not mine to tell.
Today during dance pictures one of the littlest dance team girls said out loud (in front of everyone), “how is your hair black and your moms hair blond.”
It was one of those moments when I had to immediately throw my arms around Bintu (in front of everyone) and say, “I didn’t give birth to Bintu, but I love her like I did. She is adopted. Then Bintu giggled and said, “yes I’m adopted silly.” The little girl struggled her shoulders and said, “ok!”