L loved her special adoption cake (Betty Crocker with canned frosting). I gave both girls the two cakes to frost and prayed for the best. Hardly any mess and M was really proud of her work. We sang "Happy Adoption Day" and that was it.
I'm all for calling it Adoption Day or Met You Day. I hate the "Gotcha" Day expression. It makes me feel like I swiped a kid off a city street and dragged her home.
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