Nurse Conversation

Today I had a doctor's appointment.  After waiting in the exam room for more than 30 minutes, a nurse came in and started some small talk.  It quickly came out that the doctor had been held up by an earlier off-site appointment and would be further delayed.  I jokingly made some comment like "there goes the dinner plans".  She immediately apologized, and I quickly told her it was not a big deal but just mentioned my need to be home for an appointment that evening.

Trying to change the subject, I said that I think I found someone as crazy as me.  I had just read a magazine article about Diane Keaton and how she had adopted, as a single parent, an infant at age 50 followed by another infant five years later.  She is now 66 with a teen girl and a pre-teen boy.  I commented that at least I'll be younger than that when my adoption is finalized. 

From there, the conversation turned to my family and ultimately foster care and adoption.  This young nurse was very pleasant and had genuine questions about adoption and then about foster care.  We talked for about a half an hour before the doctor finally arrived.  I told her the good, the bad, and even some ugly.  I stressed that the need for foster parents is extremely high in our area, as the number of kids entering foster care has skyrocketed in the last year and there are not enough foster homes.  She commented that she was a Christian and yet she doesn't hear a lot about foster care and adoption; she wondered why more people don't investigate being foster parents.

I think that is an excellent question.  I think there are two main reasons: 1) myths about foster care and foster kids, many of which are not completely true, and 2) desire not to have one's life inconvenienced or to experience emotional pain if/when foster children leave. 

The nurse seemed genuinely interested in our conversation.  Who knows where this discussion will lead?  Maybe it was God's plan to have me in that office to talk with this nurse on the day when she was bored and the doctor was late.  Let's hope I glorified Him and planted a seed that may grow into something to benefit some child down the road!

50 Years

My parents are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary!

 

 

CONGRATULATIONS!

 

They are such a shining example of love

 

and devotion to one another.

 

I am blessed to have them as my parents!

Before and After

BB has an amazing head of hair!

Can you believe his hair grew out so much in about 5-6 weeks?

Isn't he just the cutest?  I love you, BB!

Great Report

Today was Buddy's parent-teacher conference.  He is lucky enough to have the same wonderful male teacher for 4th grade as he did in 1st grade.  This teacher is a fabulous teacher and a fantastic role model as well.  But he is also fairly quiet and reserved, so I wasn't quite sure how Buddy was really doing because I usually received little information when I asked any general question in passing.

It turns out Buddy got all A's except for one B+.  He made the honor role for the first quarter and is doing very well.  Buddy led the conference and told about all the work they are doing.  He showed off his projects and accomplishments.  When I asked about his behavior, his teacher said Buddy has only needed to be corrected three times during the entire quarter for minor things like talking when he shouldn't.  The teacher said that Buddy was one of his favorite students (but asked Buddy not to repeat that) and a pleasure to have in his class again.

Really, what more could a mom ask for?  I am so proud of Buddy. 

I am amazed at the level of work they are doing.  When there are only fourteen kids in a class and the teacher enjoys what he is doing, positive things happen.  Praise God for such a thriving educational environment for Buddy!

Newest Game

BB's newest game is to push Precious around in her high chair.

They go all around the kitchen and back and forth down the hall.

He thinks he is in charge; she loves the ride!

Kumbayah My Lord

BB broke out singing Kumbayah My Lord!

 

I knew I had sung it to him a few nights at bedtime,

but I couldn't believe he picked it up from that.

 

Apparently, a movie that was on also sang the song.

 

BB recognized it and sang along.

 

Later he sang it on his own.

 

It might be his new favorite song,

bypassing

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star

and

Row, Row, Row Your Boat!

Peanut Butter?

Last night I organized for today's lunches since we had to get moving early this morning.  Miss M is sick, so I was on my own to drop of May at 6:40, Buddy at 7:45, and BB and Precious with a friend about 30 minutes away before starting my day at the court. In preparation for the lunches, I set out peanut butter by the bread to make a sandwich in the moring.

Well, BB usually migrates to my bed somewhere between 4am and 6am, sometimes earlier.  When I'm lucky, he climbs in and goes back to sleep.  This morning he came in a little after 4am.  As I gave him a hug and covered him up, I smelled peanut butter.  I asked him, "Did you eat peanut butter?"  He replied that he ate a sandwich, very proud of himself.  When I surveyed the kitchen later, I don't think he actually had a sandwich, because the bread was still closed, but it had been moved.  He did definitely clean up the almost empty peanut butter jar!   It's lid was perched sideways on top of the jar. 

Pretty resourceful two year old!  Plenty of independence showing already!