My kids. We adopted Temoc back in 2012, and the story is a dramatic one, with a fallout of torn relationships and closer relationships with others. In spite of my commitment to open a bit this month I'm hesitant to share too much out of respect for some involved, but long story short, I love that boy. He's sharp and articulate and loves school. He's orderly and precise and funny.
My youngest, Ronin is the opposite in a lot of ways. Wild and creative and a tiny harbenger of chaos and joy. His got a talent for music and is as messy a kid as they come, and is often naked around the house.
They're a little yin and yang, left brain and right brain, and they're pretty great.
