Visit Day / Game Night

Visits went interestingly for the kids today. The 12 year old had a great visit with both Mom and Dad, My 7 year old was feeling a little left out by Mom and big sister. Birth dad was having a hard day so 7 year old couldn’t get him to interact. Poor kid was so disappointed and was really sad when we left to go home today.

So, when we got home, the kids got into their swimsuits and played in the hose and with their water guns. The countenance change was palpable. When it came to game night, I couldn’t bear to find a babysitter and he went to game night with us.

Our Dungeon Master /hosts of game night are parents to 7 and several grands. They have a house full of fun toys and things to distract the kid. They were happy to allow my kiddo to indulge his creativity and fun. To top it all off our adventure is taking us into a dragon’s lair. So, we might be creating some new characters in the not too distant future.

During the visit today, I got my shopping done. It was actually relatively quick to go to walmart and my preferred grocery store for everything we needed in less than two hours. I also got to read and write some in that time as well.

During game night 12 year old went to our youth activity and had fun. She came home laughing and smiling. I’m so glad she is making friends and for the most part acting like what I think is her true personality.

I love these kids… I have 3 sayings on my vision board that sum up how I feel about foster parenthood:

  1. It takes heroes to make heroes. (I am not saying I’m a hero… but I will admit that raising another’s children is a heroic act. I truly hope that my actions over the last month and for the as yet undetermined future time before us influences these kids and their birth family to have a better life than before.)
  2. I love them like my own. (and I do… I’m going to be a mess when they go home. But, it’s going to be a great day for them.)
  3. Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean it’s not there. (kids still call me by my first name, but they refer to me as mom and the 7 year old said tonight that as long as they are here they want to be called a Blair. They don’t have to say that they love us or admit that they are happy here… the proof is in their actions/words. My family has grown by two forever.)

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