The bank...

It's amazing how once we started this journey a whole population of foster and adoption has been opened up to us. I could tell you about several situations over the last year of people sharing their adoption or foster story with us. I had another experience today. Most of the stories I hear are about people who had been adopted but today is a foster story and it stops there.

I was at the bank today in the drive through lane and was depositing checks, one of which was our foster check. Here is how the conversation went through the glass:

Bank Teller: Are you a foster parent?
Me: Yeah (a bit curious as to why she was asking, often people in our neighborhood ask about our foster pay to see if it would be a good income source so we never really talk about it).
BT: I was a foster kid.
Me: Oh yeah (not sure if this is a good or bad thing)
BT: How many do you have?
Me: 2, they are biological brothers.
BT: How old are they?
Me: 2 and 3
BT: Thats good, most people only want babies and they want to split up the siblings.
Me: Yeah, we are actually adopting them, we are so blessed.
BT: I wish someone adopted me.
Me: Yeah?
BT: I guess that's how life goes sometimes. (as she passes my card through the box back to me)
Me: Well have a really nice day, thanks for sharing with me.
BT: You too!

And that's the end of the story. I wish more people would adopt from the foster system, it's the best thing that EVER happened to us.