Our daughters are adopted. A few months after they came to live with us, we went over the Sangre de Cristo's to the Great Sand Dunes National Park, and stayed in a motel there. They tumbled into the room, jumping on the beds, excited that they had a new home, convinced they were going to live there. Youngest had been in three homes by then, the Eldest in five. They thought that's how life was lived, that you changed homes every few months.
Spiderman was on television that night. They were convinced for years afterward that Spiderman played on all motel television sets, every night.
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