The Girl is Mine

A few months ago, I tuned in to a new Fox reality show, “Who’s Your Daddy?” This show offered a hopeful adoptee up to $100,000 for correctly identifying her biological…

I chose Sugar Daddy’s via a Google search after three polite rounds of, “It’s your neck of the woods. Where would you like to go?” “It don’t matter to me.”…

Every night, five-year-old Taylor sends up requests and thanksgiving, giving voice to her heart’s sighs and desires: “. . . And I pray that the bad guys would be gone…

I was so close. This close to my dream of becoming a novelist, with intermittent short story and anthology publications and appearances on “Oprah.” Well, not that close, but I…

Tashonda A. In the eyes of the law, this is my daughter Peyton’s name until our adoption finalization hearing this month. I imagine Angela*, her birth mother, whispering “Tashonda” in…

“He’s not one of the cool boys. The brown boys are cool, but he’s not.” Then-almost-four-year-old Taylor pointed at a magazine photo of Israeli-born hip-hop music exec Lyor Cohen posing…

“The baby is King of the World!” five-year-old Taylor declared within a day of us bringing her baby sister home. Too young to have seen “Titanic,” Taylor nonetheless conjured an…

On a rainy pre-Christmas December day, my friend Kristan and I strolled down the book aisle of Sam’s Club, making gift selections and gifting ourselves with a few titles which…