Why do I have two moms?! (A rough draft for a Children's Book By: Reese-Leon

I was adopted today by someone nice and I got to go home with her but… “I have two moms,” I think to myself “but a family is a mom a dad, and the kid”

“Squirrel-bert it’s late I am sorry but it’s bedtime,” Mama says.

“And it’s bedtime”! I cry

The next day… “Squirrel-bert it’s time for school” Dr. Cipmunk calls.

“Coming ma’am” I yell walking into the kitten.

“Have a good day, Mama has work but will be back before you return from school.”

“Okay ma’am” I yell back

“Mr. Driver,” I ask

“Yes young one,” Mr. Driver says

“Do you know my Mama and Dr. Cipmunk”? I question

“Sofie and Charlotte, yeah I know them”

“Why do I have two moms”

“I don’t feel love for anyone like that, ask your teacher”

“Okay, thank you, sir.” I walk back to my seat and think about Mr.Diver’s words. We get to school and a fifth grader walks up to me and asks “Hey, I heard you have two moms”

“Yeah…why do I have two moms”? I ask back

“I don’t know, but I have two dads, let's be friends” He cheers.

“Why do you have two dads?”He asks, looking up.

“I don’t know I will ask my dads”

“Okay…um…”

“Doug”

“Squirrel-bert” I walk into my class and ask my teacher “Mx. Filch, why do I have two moms”?

“I am so sorry I am not allowed to talk about this in class” Mx. Flich frowns.

“Oh,” I walk around and find my name on a desk. “Hi I’m Squirrel-bert”

“I’m Buck,” The deer at my table says

“Do you have two moms”?

“I live with my brother”

“No parents”?

“They…they passed,” Buck says looking out the window

“I am sorry”

 Buck and I became friends and we asked around the playground. Everyone has different types of families: all shapes and sizes.

Some families are just siblings, some are grandparents. All boys or all girls, but one thing is the same. They all love each other.

“Squirrel-but did you find your answer”? Buck asks.

“Almost I am going to walk home and think” I respond

“Okay Thanks dude”

On the ride to school, I realized that I could walk home and ask people on the way home.

“Sir…” I see an old man in front of my new home “Do you know my moms and why I…” I take a deep breath.

 “Why do you have two moms”, he looks over his shoulder and asks “Please you tell me”

“Well…” he turns to face me “I have two moms because of love…”

“Love,” he asks.

“Yes…love, that’s why I have two moms” I sympathetically replied, “I can’t let confusion and…I can't let bad things get in the way of my family…thank you sir”. I walk in and see my moms “I know why I have two moms”

“If you had a question you…” Mama grabs Dr. Cipmunk’s hand “...What is the answer” 

With tears in my eyes, I say “Love”

I have two moms because of love. Family is not just a mom and a dad but…

a bond that is deeper than blood it’s indescribable.

“Mama, Zaza…I love you”.