My hubby and I had a glorious time with our boys this past week! Upon arriving at the foster parent’s home, the 2 year old ran and hid from us (broke my heart), but the 3 year old came flying at us with open arms, ready to GO!
We began our day by bringing the boys back to watch movies. I had secured some toddler favorites earlier (Bolt, Cars, Despicable Me, etc.), and I was anxious to share them with the boys. It was a success! However, the movie they attached themselves to, was Bolt! Oh my Lord! Why didn’t anyone warn me that toddlers get addicted to a movie and watch it over, and over, and over? We watched Bolt enough times for me to know the credits rolling at the end!
In between showings of Bolt, we tried to keep the boys on their schedule by insisting they go down for, “knot knot’s,” which is apparently their version of a nap, taken from their mispronunciation of “night night.”
At any rate, I am sure those of you who have toddlers, know that when they are excited, they do not want to go down for a nap! Soooooooo, my hubby and I decided to take the advice of a wise Jedi warrior, who told us to take them to the park and run them until they pass out! =)
On the way to the park, Jennifer Hudson’s song, “Spotlight” came on, and my hubby and I are riding along, and all of a sudden, we hear low singing…the 3 year old was singing along to the music, but making up his own lyrics! His version? “Going to the park! Whoo HOO! Going, going, going to the park! We are gonna play!” It took an act of God for my hubby and I to not laugh at him!
We went to the park, played, and ran the boys from one end, to the other, until they were begging to leave because they were tired! And I am so proud to say….*evil laughter* The boys passed out in the car!
Later after their nap….and another viewing of Bolt…we went to Chuck E Cheeses…you know, the place where a kid can be a kid, and a parent can head to the Poor House? Yes. We went there, and we soon learned that this is a place not meant for the weak of heart and linty pockets!
Finally, our play date ended, and we took the boys back to their foster parents. I must say, each time we take them back, it breaks my heart to leave them there. We are still waiting for our paper work to be processed by the state. They have it, they just have not processed it yet.
But what breaks my heart even more, is the fact that my 3 year old does not want us to leave! He wrapped his arms around my neck as I unhitched him from his car seat, and said to me, “I don’t want you to go, Mommy! I wanna go with you!” It took everything in my to keep it together, and not cry in front of him, as I tried to soothe him and explain to him that soon he would come with us, and we would never leave him again….
Upon hearing this, my social worker, who I will now call a Pitt Bull, said she was going to try to do something to speed things up…she is working on a court order to force the state’s hand, and speed up the processing of our papers, so we can bring our babies home soon!
Please continue to keep us in prayer!
Parenthood----Achieved!
