My mom took M to the yearly lake association picnic yesterday while I worked. There’s a neighbor who has an ice cream truck, and he always brings it to the picnics and gives away his ice cream for free. He noticed M, heard her being called by her name, and asked if she might have been adopted. Turns out, he’s her uncle, bio-mom’s brother. He doesn’t have much to do with his family now but he knew his sister had had a baby with that name three years ago who was adopted locally.
M totally scored in the uncle department! She got three free ice creams at the picnic. Whenever the ice cream truck rolls around now she can put it on her uncle’s tab!