We were downstairs, trying to hook up a printer to the old computer, when he spoke up.
“Mom, I wish I was adopted.”
I was a little shocked. “Really? Why?”
“I want to be Riley and Kyle’s brother.”
“But then I wouldn’t be your Mommy. Don’t you want me to be your Mom?”
Titus looked me straight in the eye. “I like you, but I like Riley and Kyle better.”
And that was that. Good thing I’ve got that motherly unconditional love thing happening. What a kid.
Titus and one of his new brothers
