Adoption Talk

Today as we checked out of the grocery store, a conversation started with Grant about Gracie (I was buying diapers for her, so she was on his mind):

Grant: We're going to adopt Gracie.
Me: Yes, you're right. We are going to adopt her. Are you adopted?
Grant: No.
Me: Yes, you are. We didn't have to go to China to get you, but you are adopted too.
Grant: Are we going to adopt Drew Michael (my sister-in-law's soon-to-be son)?
Me: No, Grant. Aunt Rachel and Uncle Troy are going to be Drew Michael's parents.
Grant: Will he come out with clothes on?
Me: No, Grant. He lives in Aunt Rachel's belly, and he's going to come out naked as a jaybird.
Grant: We should buy him some clothes.

Indeed, Grant, we should. It's interesting how Grant continues to grow in his questions about who he is, how he fits into our world, and the genesis of our little family. We just talk about Grant's adoption often, so that when the time comes that the discussion doesn't turn into fashion concerns for the unborn, Grant will be comfortable.