I am a Caucasian woman who adopted three African American sons. I love them. I cherish everything about them. And I hate it when people assume that they aren’t my children. Like the woman who asked me, “Don’t you think you’d love a biological child more?” ?! I have come to embrace their ethnicity as a part of my own life. And I am a better person for it. And with open adoptions, their birth families are now a part of my family too. People say that my kids are lucky to have me…no, I’m the lucky one.