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big head

Today, while I was waiting to fill a prescription, a smarmy 17-year-old tried to give me a smooth pick-up line.  Oh yeah.  I’ve still got it.  Only, the line was something like this, “Is this your kid?  I can see where he got all his good looks from.”  Okay, it wasn’t something like that.  It … Continue reading →

foster coaster

You read this so I’m taking you on this ride with me.  Today a phone call, not as positive as the one two weeks ago where there was light at the end of the tunnel, a promise that little sister was coming.  Today, the phone call was backtracking, not indicating a different outcome but indicating … Continue reading →

hold me back!

Yesterday, for work, I gave a presentation to a local group of Child and Family Service professionals and our “resource family consultant” was there.  She is the woman who works with licensed foster families in our area to match children with families.  Due to some odd circumstances, it was the first time we met. I … Continue reading →

nesting

Approximately 3 seconds after I posted my last post about how I don’t like surprises but still fill my life with “surprise” phone calls, I got one of those calls. And I am (cautiously) thrilled!  Turns out, the biological sibling of our youngest almost son is on her way here this August (if not sooner). … Continue reading →