Well, it finally happened the other day...the girls were out in the backyard swinging before school and they were just chatting away with each other. As I stepped onto the porch to watch them, Olivia said "Mom, where am I from? I mean am I from Arkansas, Richmond, Cancun or where?" The old joke is that you know you are an "MK" when someone asks you where you are from and you are not sure how to answer them. On the walk to school we retraced Olivia's life for her (all 5 yrs of it) to help her discern exactly where she was from.
Don't worry Mom....she KNOWS she is from the U.S.!!! You can hang up the phone from speed dialing me now! HA