Humph...clear as mud, I'm sure. A few days later, at the dinner table, Nicky said he told his teacher he grew in Momma's belly in Russia. I had forgotten to tell Kris about our little tête-à-tête, so he looked at me a tad bit confused, then I filled him in. Who knows what his teachers are thinking. We've mentioned that he's adopted, but we don't know what's being said in the class.
Although we're not sure what Nicky is understanding from all our talks at the moment, we are sure that we will be having many more of these conversations in the future. I better hit up Amazon.com to see what kind of books they have for this kind of situation. I knew I would have to do so at some point...but I thought it would be further in the future...I feel so ill-prepared! Poor little guy...I can only imagine how confusing all of this is for him!