Maybe it was because I have so much on my plate right now, but today's adoption class was tough to sit still. I open my fall play on Thursday and we are in the crunch of painting the set, tightening the pace of the show, and still figuring out motivations and through lines of the plot. It is a crazy farce show which is more difficult than I anticipated. But I am very excited about an audience finally seeing this. The class... I don't even know what it was about. I guess the right language to use when talking about adoption. Not "real" mother, but birth mother. Not IS adopted, but WAS adopted as it is a ONE time event. Things like that. And then exploring the fact that our kids will come with baggage that might be seen in things like grief, loss, intimacy, guilt and shame. A little bit about celebrating the culture of our children. And financial planning. Maybe it is the teacher in me and knowing that sitting for 4 1/2 hours and having no real interaction is not an effective way to learn. Maybe it is because I took HOURS of education classes and child development classes to become a teacher. But I didn't learn anything new today. I really felt like it was common sense. Hmmm...