I am very glad that we don't live in the Little House on the Prairie time. If we did, we wouldn't have Daughter.
We're reading those books to Daughter and last night, in The First Four Years
My heart broke. I was washing dishes while Mat read and Daughter played. I teared up.
We are so lucky to live in a time when adoption (and even Embryo Adoption!) is an option.
There weren't adoption agencies in the Dakotas back then. I'm so glad that now there are :)