– and she slipped out of bed, tidied up and dressed, and went downstairs. She was a pale, ragged child who recoiled from candy as if physically repulsed. Claudia looked in every room in the house, in closets, under beds. She rubbed her eyes, as if she’d been sleeping for years and did not know where she was. The girl’s little mouth hung open and Claudia had the urge to peer in. It seemed impossible that both could inhabit the same world at once. She and the girl tunneled through mountains – between the two cities this state was nothing, just farms and mountains – then they were home. Claudia’s husband frowned at the girl and patted her head. His new positivity was throwing Claudia for a loop. Best of all, dream Jane understood that what her mother had done was for the best. Do not open the door, Claudia wanted to tell Jane, though surely her new parents had explained all the rules of space; after all, they were better parents than she was. Claudia rushed to the kitchen and gulped down another cup of coffee. There were things the Janes knew and things they didn’t. Jane rolled her eyes, but in the dressing room, she complimented her mother’s figure. But Claudia couldn’t leave Jane, and her husband was on the computer, at the other end of their big new house.
Nestled on the doll was a health drink that was a green so healthy it almost looked unhealthy. Probably at this very second Magda’s mother was buying cod oil or soy crackers to shove down her daughter’s throat. She examined the room, or what was left of it: toothpaste over nail-holes in the wall, the outfit Jane had set aside for the trip – as ridiculous as all of Jane’s self-selected outfits. Claudia rubbed her own eyes, like the girl who was almost her daughter might become her actual daughter, if only she could get this sleep crud away. You can decorate your new bedroom however you like. The girl scrunched her face, thinking, like this was a thing she might remember. When a thing transforms, a piece remains elsewhere, in a place we cannot find. The house had a porch in front and a pool in back, neither of which their old house had, so that was something. Not that he was a bad man, only dour, too focused on the wrong things: steel derivatives, football, world affairs. It was sunnier here, though it had only been a few minutes. One Jane knew where the can opener was, the next where to find Disney in HD. At home, they made supper; Jane wielded the knife expertly. Did Jane want to stay up late and watch PG-13 movies? Claudia would make popcorn all night if Jane wanted. Claudia sat by the bed, stroking Jane’s hair, keeping watch. This Jane was almost as wondrous as her very first Jane. Claudia wondered if she’d be able to pick her original Jane out of a line-up. But as the one she’d birthed, taught to walk and talk, taken to the space museum when she was three?
At first glance, speed dating for kids may seem like a crazy idea.
They choose babies because parents like the idea of raising a child from the beginning of their life and they tend to choose young girls because they’re perceived as being easier to raise.
The reality of these choices however are that many children – particularly boys, disabled children, children from ethnic minorities and groups of siblings – who never find a permanent home and end up being raised in a long-term foster homes.
You walk up to the pen and see numerous little nuggets running around and looking longingly into your eyes, begging you to take them home. Imagine 50 puppies in a room filled with toys and snacks. as a way to encourage adoptive parents to think differently when choosing the kind of child they’re planning to adopt.
You see, it’s apparently common for potential parents to automatically gravitate to babies and girls when selecting a kid.So tell us Kal whatever happened to your top secret organization that had millions of dollars? You're likely taking it all out in food stamps you slobbering dolt. One would think that if your IQ was so high you would have figured out how quickly everyone would see through your childish ruse. Did you realize Kal that your ramblings were so out of control and that you had been finally caught in so many lies that you chose to run away like you always have? Día del Amor y la Amistad Valentine’s Day (bilingual valentine’s day song) 9. A selection of really cool Valentine’s Day classroom activities 6. A simple Valentine’s printable in Spanish and English 8. All her life she’d made mistakes and here was one more, worse than the others. Magda and Jane were downstairs playing an aggressive doll game they’d invented; Claudia and Magda’s father were in the guest bedroom. Back home, Claudia gave the girl some water in a Dixie cup and laid her in Jane’s sleeping bag. Claudia had dumped the girl’s old clothes into the trash can before they left. * That night, new Jane slept on the new couch amid towers of unpacked boxes. He thought saying the fact was what made it special rather than the fact itself and how they carried it out. Yes, everything would be the same here, except for what was different. The head counselor, one of those frazzle-haired artsy types Claudia had once consorted with, was very kind, if disorganized, and soon she’d coaxed Jane into beading. Neither had Claudia, which had made it difficult to object to the move: no job, no friends. But she did not like thinking of that day, and she tried not to. In the mornings Claudia painted rolling landscapes that were technically perfect but fell short of art. Both had happened, she supposed – it was just a question of which end he’d been on this time. Later, in bed, her husband explained his steel derivatives deal, but it was like a mad lib of meaningless phrases: risk exposure, contractual defaulting, market volatility. Whenever Claudia wasn’t looking, whenever Jane was out of sight, there was a chance that Jane would vanish and a new Jane would appear, a little more removed from the original. They brought a thin blanket, an Eiffel Tower puzzle, a bottle of white wine, two cartons of overripe berries, and one Jane, who became another behind a thick oak, another immersed in the cool gushing water of the fountain, another, another. It was too painful for Claudia to calculate, so many of her daughters leaving her.