I was on the news. Well, I wasn’t really on it myself. My dad would call it
featured if I was, but they told my story, and we think we can see me in the
background in some of the footage. While my fathers, my aunt, my uncle, and
my cousins, were moving to their new houses here in Plymouth, Massachusetts,
they had TVs on. We always have the TV going, even if we’re not really
watching anything. We just like to have it on in the background. As they
were carrying all those boxes, though, they noticed something on the news
that was running. Everybody stopped what they were doing to watch. That’s
how they even knew that I existed at all in the first place. Until that day,
my fathers had not thought much about having children. Two men cannot have a
baby the normal way, and they were both so busy with their jobs, they had
not thought much about anything else. They did want kids at some point,
though, and they realized while they were watching the news that they wanted
to help. They didn’t know that I was one of the kids there, but they knew
that someone like me would need a good home. The house they were trying to
move into was small. It was really only big enough for the two of them. They
were supposed to go to their honeymoon right after they were mostly done,
but they decided to cancel their plans. Instead, they only moved as much
furniture as they would need at the minimum, and then they started to look
for a completely new house. It had to be big enough for a full family, even
though they still didn’t know how they were going to adopt me yet. They
stayed there for two days while they were canceling the contract from the
people they bought the house from. I think it made them upset, but they
found someone else to buy it all the way. Meanwhile, my fathers moved in
with my papa’s sister, and stayed there until they could find the house that
I live in now.
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