He really does hear the cry of our hearts. He knew the perfect timing for adding a 3rd child to our family.
On Tuesday, we drove to K's foster home to meet him for the first time. Nerve wracking? Yeah. We had waited for that moment for a very.long.time. We pulled up and he was sitting out front with his caseworker- being a boy. He was digging holes in the mud. He was obviously very nervous and it took some time to make eye contact... but Steve amazed me and got right down on K's level. Once it was mentioned that we had Minecraft on our xbox, the world was perfect and K was ready to come to our house.
It didn't take long for him to call Steve 'Daddy'. Melt my heart! I was 'mom' not long after- but he's got a whole lot of people in his life with that title. He asked where "brother" was and wanted to play video games with his "sister." It was a wonderful evening.
And then it was time to drive him back to his foster home. That was hard. He wasn't happy about going back and got pretty angry.
Wednesday brought some more time together. I picked him up after he had a "goodbye meeting" with his mom and grandma. We went to the Gilbert house, out for lunch, and then off to visit his new school for a few minutes.
It was a wonderful afternoon and evening. Taking him back to his foster mom's was heartbreaking. And again... he was very angry about going back.
This afternoon I picked him up for good. I think his smile tells the entire story:
I got to cuddle that cute little guy as he fell asleep tonight. We read stories. We talked. He asked a million random questions to stall sleep just a little bit longer. And he told me that he loved me.
Now to sort through the 7 large garbage bags of stuff that came with him...
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