Fried chicken
Beans and rice
Biscuits
King cake
Lime flavored drinks
Cotton candy
Beads
Masks
Horns
Music
Dancing
It was fun! And the best part? Fond remembrances of Haiti and Carnival/Mardi Gras gone by.
I love hearing their little stories and how those stories begin and end, ebb and flow, with their birth mothers.
Not to be left out, Jeremiah always chimes in, " 'member when I was in Haiti? 'Member my Haitian mama loved Mardi Gras?"
I grab his little face, get down at his level and lovingly remind, "No, my handsome son, your story begins here. You have always been American. I do remember your birth mama, tell me something about her." He beams as he finds his voice to tell me little made up stories about a mother he is forgetting.
I look at them, the three of them and never could have imagined they would be mine. I never pictured a future full of brown skinned beauties and family friendly Mardi Gras celebrations and stories of women I never knew but women who gave me my greatest gift in this life.
In this moment, I am happy my life took this bend in the road, for it is far better than anything I could have ever planned. And it is so much more than I could have ever hoped for.
1 comments:
As always, they are all 3 adorable! Glad ya'll had such a good time.
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