The eager excited look. This is the person at Cosco that sees you across the store and makes a dramatic beeline for you, sometimes tripping over their own two feet in order to get to you fast enough. It often goes something like this... "I know someone who knows someone who has a friend who's sister adopted and I need to make this connection NOW!"
Because I look 12 years old... "Did some guy knock up that girl and leave her with that baby?"
"God bless you. You must be a missionary. You are doing such a good thing."
Shy. I have a question to ask but don't know how to ask. So instead I will do a double-take. Then a triple-take. Then whisper to my friend. And end with a long stare.
This is the stranger who knows no boundaries and stuffs their hands inside your child's curly locks yelling, "I just need to touch their hair!!!!"
Wait a second, is that her mother ?
"Did you have to go to classes to learn to do his hair?"
"What happened to his real parents?"
"Did you HAVE to go to Ethiopia?"
"Was there war in his country?"
"Well...what kind of food will he eat?"
"Does he speak English?"
Scenario 1: The hollywood depiction of adoption. "Oh my word, she looks JUST.LIKE.ZAHARA Jolie-Pitt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Scenario 2: "Oh my word I saw a kid in a magazine that looked JUST.LIKE.MEKONEN!!!!" Me: "Oh really? Let me see. (observe picture). Oh they are both black. But that's literally it."
"That is so great of you to save that child. He is so lucky to have you."
"Now, are you sure he doesn't have______ (insert anything from mental issues in his birth family to the bubonic plague)."
Over exaggerated excitement. "Oh my word he is GOOOOORRRGEOUS!!!!!!!!! Where did you GET him?"