The story of how we decided we were adopting. (Kinda.)

People have asked us how we knew that Roland was "the one." How we knew he was our son and we were his parents. How we finally decided to adopt him out of a sea of orphans. Well, now our secret is revealed! (Oh but don't go here, that story is boring.)

We went to the store and got an adoption test. It's near the pregnancy tests, but one aisle over next to the books on becoming Mother Teresa Duggar. Since it's true that biological kids come from your plumbing (ewww), but adopted ones come from your heart (awww), you just simply place the test over your heart and wait two minutes.

It's really simple. Two triple vertical lines mean you're thinking about adoption, but other people don't think you should. Six backwards upside-down lines mean you're adopting internationally because American children are not good enough for you. Ten loopty-loops mean you'll adopt twenty kids... and forty cats. The test itself turns pink or blue (or green?) depending on gender. It's very nice to finally know this stuff, but it still wasn't good enough. I had to know more. Then my friend recommended the ClearResponseEasyAdoption test for the best results. 

So there you have it. Mystery solved! But we still weren't sure about this. We wanted to make sure this was part of God's master calling. We don't as much douse a fire or pay our taxes unless it's over obvious it's part of God's unique and perfectly clear future plan for our eternal souls. So we asked God for a sign. Something simple yet solid. And woke up with this on our doorstep. 

It just seemed too simple. "God, don't you have something better? Maybe a tad Old Testament with a side of awesome?"

Perfect.