Monday, January 22, 2018

Life Lately: Playing Catch Up

I don't always know the goals of this here crazy blog...sometimes it feels like a pressure, a time-suck or something I'm failing at...but then I also value it as a platform for connection, and a time-capsule of documenting. I often wish I could do more writing, but in the end I try to dwell less on all the photos that sit unedited, or events that were never memorialized, and just be thankful for the times I am able to use this space to process through things, share my perspective and record our stories.

As I looked through my posts from the past year, I was surprised to realize that the last Life Lately entry was from way back in 2016. These are some of my very favorite posts....they help me notice and remember all the little things of life that sometimes don't seem like much when you're in it, but then later you realize were everything. So while I wish I was better at carving out time to document things more regularly...I'll just do what I always best...and jump back in now. I'm making up for lost time here, so it's gonna get wordy, but I know future-me will be grateful for the effort (and forgiving of the lapses) and that's all that matters.
Making: my favorite tree last as long as possible. After Christmas, I was super sad to take down the all the trees, so after I stripped the ornaments from the silver one in the kitchen we started throwing random New Year's decorations and doo-dads all over it. It turned into quite the sparkly vision, and I was happy to extend its life a bit. That section of the kitchen is turning into a bit of a revolving art installation spot in general...I still have little cord clips up there from past birthdays and parties, so I figure why not put them to use as much as possible? If you try hard enough, pretty much any month has an occasion that's "banner worthy", so we toss up garland, and signs, and pom poms, and...whatever. Yes, it's more stuff to deal with, but it's HAPPY stuff. The New Year's tree has since had a Birthday makeover, so it's looking extra festive with hats and beads and balloons. And I have at least one more life for it planned- after our littlest girl turns two this month we'll shift from Bday to Valentine's. I'm knee-deep in a knitting project for some red and white garland that I'm hopeful will be worth the embarrassing number of hours I've put towards it. I'm basically that crazy lady dressing up her concrete goose, and I'm obviously fiiiiiine with it.  (OMG, now I really want a a squirrel outfit!)

all the dang time. You know what's crazy about kids? They expect to day. Multiple times a day, even! The nerve! Breakfast is huge in our house, and Dustin takes the lead there. I didn't grow up with big weekday breakfasts (it was basically cereal or some sort of packaged pastry treat, which I was MORE than fine with) but Dustin feels pretty strongly that we should have a good breakfast for everyone in the morning. It doesn't have to be super elaborate (though it often is) but he feels like a good dad for giving them a balance breakfast. So he makes the effort to whip up eggs and pancakes or waffles (occasionally relying on store-bought donut holes or cinnamon buns if we're in a time crunch). Breakfast is totally his thing, so I stay out of the way ( my bed) and just pass out the milks and the wet wipes when the time comes.

Aside from breakfast, we have the daily lunch packing assembly line (so thankful the little kids are fed at daycare!). The girls all have 5-6 kid friendly things in rotation, filling up the spots in their bento boxes (still obsessed with those lunchboxes, and loving the new clear lid option.) Us grown ups have leftovers of increasingly questionable taste as the week goes on (our standards are remarkably low now, so basically if it fits in a tupperware container, it counts as a meal).
For dinner- our selections have been more and more centered around "bulk" and "easy"...with a consideration towards "the kids won't cry about eating it". So we have a lot of pasta nights, pizza nights, and bring back the 80's casserole nights. We strive to at least have a vegetable on the plate every night- even if it's just microwaved broccoli. At least once a week is chicken, sweet potato and brussels sprout bake- a staple from our "Whole 30" days. 

Drinking: Coke Zero Sugar. Anyone who knows me is familiar with my long-standing love affair with Coke Zero. Wellllll, the fine people at Coca-Cola went and fixed what ain't broke, changing the formula, and the name. So now it's Coke Zero Sugar....all the great taste of regular coke (it really is good!) with much less carbonation (it really is bad!). My official verdict is that it tastes like flat coke. Which I don't hate but I still wouldn't call it an upgrade from where we've been. Nevertheless, the carton of cans calls my name from under my desk every day at 3pm, so I surrender to its siren song, regardless of the changes. 

Reading: "book in a bag". Our kindergartners come home each week with a tote filled with books at their reading level to practice as their homework. It's a lot of "I see a rake/cake/lake/kid named Jake!" and "Dog is sad. Dog is mad. Dog is glad! Bad, dog, bad!" type of plotlines, but it's fun to watch them making progress with sight words and sounding things out. One of our kiddos pretty much hates to read, so it's a struggle to get her to even sit down and try. And with five kids running around it's hard to get either of them to sit and focus for the required ten minutes...but we try to prioritize it at least a night or two a week. All of the kids love to be read to, so we've also got a basket full of library books that sees a lot of action (I'm thankful for some new titles to supplement our collection so I'm not reading the same things alllllllll the time.) 

Some favorites from our recent haul: 
Not a Box and Not a Stick (cute little imaginative book that's basic enough for our toddlers to repeat and love), Sick Simon (it's disgusting, so our kids naturally love it), Dig Dogs Dig (such a perfect book for a 2 year old boy. dogs AND construction? yes yes!), Next to You ("a book of adorableness" is exactly that), and Ish (a great find for our artist + perfectionist kiddo).

Wanting: to put everything from my kitchen countertops in a box, and light it on fire. Surely we wouldn't miss all of the plastic trinkets, old receipts and priceless "one scribble on 17 consecutive papers" works of art, right? 

Looking: ahead to the Summer. I's too soon, don't wish your life away, yada yada yada. But ya know what? I love the Summer, and so I'm going to allow myself at least a little dreaming about what it's going to look like for us this year. We're trying to put together a trip with our extended family (not the 30+ person reunion of 2017...but even just our family plus my siblings' families totals up to quite a crew). And I'm hoping to maybe do a little getaway with just our fam...or maybe even just me and Dustin? I don't know...dream big! When you work full time, Summer isn't super different from every other season...maybe just a bit hotter. But I do love the relaxed vibe that comes with the warmer weather, and even the little break from the to-do's of the school schedule.

ice cream shop. Miller got a wooden ice cream set for Christmas and it has been the hit of the season. Someone is always serving up cones (or counting money) around here. Our bigger girls have also reached a stage where they can understand card games, so it's been fun to introduce them to classics like Uno and some new favs. Spot It is by far the family favorite- we play it at least one night a week, and though it leads to constant arguing, we all still really love it. It's become our go-to birthday present for kids, but is also one of those rare games that's equally fun for adults too. (The premise completely blows my mind- how is there one- and only one- set of matching symbols on every single pair of cards? What kind of math/sorcery is that?!) Miller is too young for it, but doesn't know that, so he slides right into the fun, yelling things like he's winning it all. It would still be a bit over his head, but he would probably love the animals in the Jr. version. We've also tried out Snappy Dressers which is a similar concept, but with little hipster animals (and a few more variations in how to play).  And after playing it at a local game bar (yes...that's a thing...and it's basically the dream I didn't know I had for my life), I bought myself Blurble for my birthday. It's a fun little word game where you have to look at a picture and be the first person to say a word that starts with that same letter. With a little modification to the rules, it's been really great to play with the kids. I was surprised by how well they could do it!

Wasting: at least an hour every night laying on the couch not wanting to do anything. Guys. The struggle is real. And the specific struggle that is exceptionally real is to get off my lazy bum and do something of value, rather than watching three DVR'd episodes of Married at First Sight, while eating a carton of Halo Top ice cream (Because it's good for you!!) I can rationalize this alllll day with reasons that I need an escape, deserve a treat, and just am not wired to do much of anything of intellectual significance past 9pm. But it's honestly just a problem I need to deal with. Staying up late, constant snacking, and consumption of programming garbage are a vicious cycle (one that I've lamented too many times, and even documented here repeatedly). I've said it before (and I'll likely say it again) but I do believe we're going to have to make some changes around here.

Wishing: that evvvvvvverything wasn't a competition or argument. That might just be life with 4, 5 and 6 year old girls, but good gravy, it makes me tired.

Enjoying: our wake up routine. The "big girls" wake up before we do, and get themselves settled into some Netflix and tablet time. I should really be better about getting up's on my permanent list of goals! But for now...they love the screens, I love to snooze. It works. Once I'm up and ready, I go get Miller up which is the best five minutes of my day. He's such a joy, and I get (take) a pile of snuggles and kisses before he asks to go get our little foster girl. He loves to barge in her room and yell good morning (G'MOOOOOOORNING!!) through her crib slats. Then they both ask for "uppa" and I head downstairs with "2 babies, mama!!" in my arms to join the rest of the fam for breakfast.

Waiting: to get the kids in sports. The girls have taken a gymnastics class, and have done little soccer and cheerleading clinics through school, but so far we haven't gotten serious, joining any real leagues. I see a lot of their friends getting into the Saturday morning routine of basketball, or soccer, or t-ball, and I do think it would be great to expose them to all those lessons in teamwork, and perseverance etc. Buuuuuut, I also really like that we don't have anything set on our weekend calendars, and frankly...I'm not exactly too anxious to start spending our Saturday mornings in a muddy field watching a swarm of preschoolers chase after a ball. We'll get there...soon enough.

working our way back through the full series of The Office on Netflix. That show is so awkward it hurts, and so funny I cry. 

if we'll be able to stand the incessant giddy bragging that will occur if the Eagles win the Superbowl in the same year Dustin won our league's fantasy football trophy. (I haven't stopped hearing about the latter event since it occurred, so it's pretty safe to say the former would lead to equal amounts of boasting).

Loving: this "miracle" detangling brush my mom got the girls. "Loving" might seem a little bit over the top...but even the world "miracle" (which my mom called it to try to 'sell' it to the girls) seems pretty accurate. It allows me to brush my kids' hair with NO crying, so yeah: superfan.

Hoping: that I can somehow get better at my New Year's Resolutions...which should really be called "things to think about after my birthday". My big focus for the year was surrounding "miracles", but I also made a few more tactical commitments for this month. Specifically- no "fourth meal" (you know...that extra round of food that seems desperately necessary around 9:30pm?) and...wait for drinking alcohol at home. Now- before you call AA (which might still need to be done...but just hold off a minute), let me explain my reasoning. It's not that I was getting blackout on the regular...far from it. We had just gotten into a rhythm of having a beer or two a few nights a week after the kids were in bed. Not a bad thing really, but also not actually necessary, and paired with the snacking, it was just adding up to more meaningless calories than I'd like. So I figured if I limited cervezas to actual celebrations, vs. just "We made it through another Monday!" cheersing, we'd be in much better shape (literally). I look back on the month so far, by rough count, I've failed this....every day. So. We shall start anew. Now with a lot more people knowing about it, and a more realistic chance of success now that my birthday "treat yo'self" extravaganza is behind us.

Marveling: at Miller's speech. I swear this stage is magical (though I say that about nearly every phase). He learns something new every day, and I could just listen to him talk forever. The simplest things sound adorable, and he's always blowing my mind with new phrases he's able to master and put together. If you ask him a question, his typical response is a shy, giggly, "I no knoooow...". When he pops his head through his jammies he shouts "Hello, dare!". If you ask him how his day was, he reports "I play Yego's wif mah friends!". And if you give him direction on what not to do- and why, he always warns about the outcome, "That be bad!/That be funny!/messy/silly..." 
He'll repeat anything you say, but also has started to use language to actually express himself more and I adore every second of it.

Needing: a system for everything. We haven't really gotten to "a place for everything, and everything in its place", but we have had to get our shiz in order around here, if we wanted to successfully manage five kids/minimum just not die. That basically translates to- we put everything on our whiteboard and iphone calendars so we don't forget to show up somewhere, and we do everything we can the night before. Laying out clothes, packing lunches, prepping dinner, stuffing backpacks...pretty much anything that can be done in advance, is, because once kids are actually running around, we make anti-progress. Dustin and I have a logistics check in every day- which car are you taking? who are you picking up? when do we have to be there? did you coordinate a sitter? what time is your meeting over? where are my pants?...We're not always a well-oiled machine, but I'll settle for a mostly functional machine with really good intentions.

Smelling: ummmm...nothing good, usually. 

Wearing: The same outfit at least 3 times a week. If that's wrong I don't want to be right. (I'm half  pretending my three favorite items are actually a part of this whole "capsule wardrobe" thing people are so keen on these days. But really it's just an "I'm not keen on laundry or thinking too hard about things these days" thing.)

Following: along with the e100 challenge. Our church is doing this bible reading plan, and so our small group is getting into it together, through the YouVersion app. Honestly...I haven't actually done any of the reading so far, but I love being able to check in with other people's thoughts and progress, and see how they're processing things. We get together every week to share life together and chat through what we've been learning, so I'm curious to see how focusing specifically on the bible itself (vs. sermons, or other Christian studies) will lead to a different type of conversation and growth.

Noticing: individual dynamics between my kids. It's so fun to watch their personalities develop, but then also getting to see them interact with each other. Piper and Fin have a really close bond of course, but then Piper and Miller buddy up a lot too. I feel bad for Fin sometimes during those moments, because she's the middle one, kind of lost in the shuffle, but I've come to think it's really more her choice than anything. Piper is really nurturing, and loves to make up little games for the younger ones, or have them snuggle up on her. And Fin? Is content to have her tablet to herself, and no little mitts touching her without asking. Can't say that I blame her. It will be interesting to see how this might shift as Miller gets older and he and Fin spend more time together next year. It was always PiperandFin, PiperandFin, so I'm enjoying watching the other relationships grow.

Knowing: something had to give, but also feeling a little bit sad that we're not running The Bachelor pool this year. It's been about a decade strong (give or take...I can't really be bothered to look it up. I just know I feel at least ten years older than when I started) so it's strange to just sit back and watch this one, without the pressure to recap or keep track of details like a kiss count. Coincidentally it has to be the most boring Bachelor of all time (the show and the man himself) so we might have gotten out at exactly the right time. 

about the next school year. This week we had to do school enrollment for the girls for next year (I know! So soon!) so that was a reminder that everyone is moving up and moving on. We were toying with where to send Fin, because we have a few options for Kindergarten...I liked the idea of her going to public school with Piper (I'm going to have a first grader!! That's real real!) but we also adore her school now. So we ended up deciding to keep her in her private school for one more year. Because she has a Summer birthday, we could also reevaluate what she's ready for later, but this feels like the right step for right now. And come Fall, Miller will be proudly participating in G'mi & Papa days...he'll be with my mom a couple days a week, getting a taste of the grandparent magic his sisters have enjoyed so much over the last couple of years. Oh- and with all of that change means we'll be paying approximately $9 jillion less in daycare costs per year, so don't be surprised if you find me next September sitting in a pile of coins weeping happy tears of comparatively rich joy.

Bookmarking: at least eight parenting books that I don't seem to have the time to read. I've skimmed The Connected Child, and know that if I could just find the time to fully commit it to memory (and fully implement it in practice) it would change our experience with our foster kids. I also have a few of these phase guides to parenting that I really want to dig into more...they have one for every year of a kid's development (I have the 4-year-old and Kindergarten copies)

Opening: endless group text messages. I'm in a few different group threads (family, church, worship team, girlfriends...) so it seems there is another stream of silliness a few times a day. It gets a little overwhelming at times (looking down at my phone during a meeting and seeing 45 unread messages...) but I love the ability to connect with people throughout the week, and by connect, I obviously mean watch videos of a friend Animoji'ing himself as the pile of poo. 

Giggling: at kid jokes. They are truly terrible (Knock knock...BANANA COW!) and simultaneously hysterical. 

Feeling: nostalgic over some old school games we ( kids) got for Christmas. My dad and step-mom won a silent auction with a ton of classic games, so we've been playing some throwbacks like Simon, Twister and Lite Brite. (preschoolers are hilariously bad at Twister, by the way, but it does allow them to get some wiggles out...and maaaaaybe start to learn their left from their right.) It's so fun to introduce them to things I loved so much as a kid. Lite Brite holds a special place in my heart because when I was young, I would design something new every month or so, and my dad would actually display it like real art over our mantel. (It was like the Letter Folk board of my youth!)

Pretending: it's all going to be ok. Even with too many kids. Even with too many needs. Even with too many everything. Because if I just believe it, there's nothing to it. (That's either from the Bible, or Space Jam. Either way: truth).

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Monday, January 8, 2018

Foster Care: Everything you wanted to know...and then some...

Well...we've been foster parents for three months now, which means we have ALL the answers. Oh wait... it actually just means we've been asked ALL the questions, but we're still pretty clueless about a bunch of it. The world of foster care can be a lot to navigate, so even though we're far from experts, I thought it would be helpful to share some thoughts on some of the things we've been asked along the way. I originally wrote much of this as an email to a fellow foster-mom-in-training (a woman after my own heart- she took me up on my offer to chat by sending me a note with no less than 20 questions!), I'm hopeful a little FAQ session will provide some insight into how the system works, what our journey has been like so far, and answer some of the questions you might have.

I should caveat this heavily before we begin that our experience is of course just one in a sea of differing scenarios, state laws, agency polices and individual circumstances. So not everything will apply to everyone or everywhere. My goal isn't to tell anyone what's right or wrong...I just want to be open about our journey in an effort to give others an insider's perspective into this wild little world.

(If you're just catching up can read more about our fostering experience- including our home study tips, and a look at how we set up a room for kiddos.)

How did you and your husband decide to become foster parents?
The long story short is that we were exposed to foster care first hand when our oldest daughter was one- a little girl in her daycare class was in care. This was the first time I had ever personally known someone in foster care, and it broke our hearts to be reminded that there were kids all over, just like our daughter, who needed homes. We explored foster care a bit then, but it got put on the back burner for a while as we had two more kids. After Miller was born, we were thinking about if we want to grow our family more, and if so, how? Foster care came back around as something on our hearts. So we started looking into it, somewhat tentatively...and just kept moving through the process. Our basic reasoning is that we have been blessed with more than enough, and Jesus calls us to love those in need. Simple as that. (Though it is actually in NO way simple). This is a way for us to force ourselves to live out our faith in bigger ways than we've ever known, to teach our kids what it means to love and serve, and to be intentional and generous with all of the resources we've been given. (If you're interested in the long story long, I told a bit more of the story at church as a part of a series on social justice).

How long after you were done with the training and the home visit did you receive your first call?
We started getting calls as soon as we were certified. We are certified for up to 2 kids, ages 0-5. Almost all of our calls were for sibling placements. We did a few respite weekends (watching other foster kids for a short time to give their foster family a break) for sibling groups of 2, ages 2 and 3, and learned that many toddlers was just too many. We probably got about a dozen calls...we said no to a lot of them, which I felt bad about...but it was often for situations we just weren't able to deal with (usually more severe medical needs than we can do) We said yes to a few- maybe 5?- but weren't chosen. Usually we didn't hear why- it could be that the other family lived closer to the bio family (so the kids could stay with their doctor, or school more easily) or because they were a better fit (maybe they had a stay at home mom, or older bio kids) or it could be that they just responded sooner.

The waiting was SO hard (more on that here). I was impatient to finally DO something...I hated feeling helpless when I knew kids were in need. And it was stressful to feel like we were always on hold while we waited on maybe getting a call...a lot of hurry up and wait. Every time a call came it was like a flurry of drama while we determined if we could do it, and then it would all be for nothing when they chose someone else. I felt sure that God would bring us the kids we were meant to have, but it was still really hard to be out of control.

How old are your foster children? How did you meet them? How did you introduce them to your bio children? 
They are sisters, ages 5 and almost 2. It was a placement call in the middle of the night. (that was the first middle of the night call we had ever gotten). My phone rang at midnight and the case worker said they had 1 year old and 5 year old sisters that needed picked up right away. They told us a little bit about the specifics of their situation (what they knew, anyway) and asked if we'd be willing to accept them. We said yes, and they called us back about an hour later and said they chose us, and we could go get them. It was my first time to the county office...I walked in, filled out some forms, and was handed two little girls. I put them in the car, and we were home by 3AM. An instant family of seven! (Our kids had no idea, obviously, so they just woke up to have two new kids in the house!) The next day was complete pandemonium. It was a Friday, so the rest of our life just kept moving as normal (I had to work from home, the other kids went to school, we had to deal with a plumber appointment...) We had to get about a million appointments set up, forms filled out, coordinate case worker visits, and enroll them in school. We weren't able to get the older one into school for at least a week, so it was stressful coordinating coverage in the meantime. I was thankful for the weekend to catch our breath just a teeny bit, while dealing with such sudden change.

How long have you had your foster children? How long are you going to have them? Do you think they'll go back to their parents? 
We got them just shy of 3 months ago. I won't (and can't) talk about the specifics of their case, but it is pretty typical in that there is no timeline on the's just as long as they need us. Theoretically, the state aims for some form of permanency after about a year in care, but cases can stay open for years depending on the specifics, and how parents "work their plan". There is also a chance that kids could go to other family with little to no warning, because the county is continually searching for kinship options while they're in care. So they're ours...until they aren't. We stay up to date with the case, and how things are progressing, so we'll likely have some idea if it's moving more towards reunification (or not) but we're not in control (or really even consulted) of that, and it all really comes down to the case workers' recommendations and the judges' decisions.

Are you open to adopting if that were to come up?
Totally. We know that's not the goal of the system, but if kids are not able to be reunified with their families, and we feel we're a good fit for the kids, then we would be open to and excited about the idea of adoption. In our current circumstance though, our primary role is to support the bio family, so we pray continually for transformation and healing for them.

Do the kids see their parents? Have you met them? How do you talk to your foster kids about their situation? 
The kids have supervised visits for one hour a week which is pretty standard. Visits are at the county office which is about a half hour from our house. We drive them there, and I just wait in the lobby while they visit in a room with a case worker supervising them. (Typically one of us goes, and the other one stays home with our bio kids). I see the bio parents at each visit- we usually talk for a minute or two before and afterward, and then go our separate ways. I try to make them feel supported and connected, so I bring artwork from the kids, photos, and write them a card with details about our week, and general encouragement. I also set up a google voice number so we could text or call each other, without me having to give out my real phone number. We text or call a time or two a week usually- either about logistics, or because the kids wanted to chat, etc.

The little one doesn't obviously understand too much about the situation, but she's definitely confused about it all (leaving visits is hard for her). I can't imagine what it's like to be plucked out of the only life you've ever known, and dropped in an entirely new one. She's resilient, and happy, but I'm still broken hearted that she has to go through all of this.

The older one obviously is much more aware and able to articulate things. We've explained things at a high level- similar to how we talk to our bio kids. She knows why she's with us, and she knows that her parents are going to work hard to make some changes, and be able to take care of her well, so that she and her sister can go home. That's over simplifying it of course, but it's what she can understand. Because she's older, she can tell us a little more about what she's come from, so we get glimpses into her life that way. She misses them, and asks a lot about visiting them, or talking to them, or even going home. We just remind her that our job is to take good care of her, but that we also really want her to be able to go home because we know how much her parents love her. We try to show her that no matter what, that she will always be loved here. does the money work? Do you get paid? Do you get help with childcare? Is anything else covered? 
(*AKA- Are you in it for the money? Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!)

Well, yes, we get a "per diem"- a set amount of money for each day for each kid. The amount is determined by the county, and is based on the level of care of the kids (ours are "traditional"- mostly meaning they have no major special or medical needs). This amount, along with all of the other financial details varies WILDLY by county, but the long and the short of it is- I assure you, I am not getting rich on this. The money is designated as income- it's "reimbursement"- and is intended to be put entirely towards caring for the kids. With a few exceptions (see below) we pay for absolutely everything the girls need- food, clothes, activities, housing, toys, childcare, etc. So while the stipend helps, it doesn't come close to actually covering what we spend. I don't say that to complain- it's just the honest truth. I've heard stories of course, of awful and corrupt foster parents just collecting a paycheck, but I've never met a single foster parent that even considers the money as a factor. It's obviously a logistical concern that you have to be aware and prepared for, but it's never a motivator.

So- with that said- a little bit more about the specifics here:
  • The kids all get medicaid, so all of their medical needs are covered (including eye and dental). I believe this is standard across the US.
  • Kids who are under 5 qualify for WIC (food stamps), so our little one gets some free food each month (it's probably like $20-30 worth of food, but it's REALLY specific items- think "16 ounces of whole wheat bread"). You have to go to the WIC office and set all that up, so it took us two months to actually get that going.
  • When kids are placed, they get a one-time clothing voucher (maybe a month or two later), which you can take to a specific store and shop for the items on their designated list (determined by age, and potentially how much they had already when they came into care). Think of it as kind of a "back to school" spree, where you can stock up to build them a wardobe of essentials.
  • There are a few places around town (museums etc.) that give discounted memberships to kids in foster care or on medicaid.
But the big kicker for us...childcare ZERO. Now, that is dictated by county, so there are other counties/states that have much more supportive systems, but's nothing. All of our daycare/school costs are 100% out of pocket. Our per diem is actually much lower than the cost of just childcare (let alone all the other costs) so we "lose" quite a bit of money each week. I wasn't ignorant to that going into this, but I did get some conflicting information about ways we could potentially receive assistance, or different programs the kids might qualify for, so it wasn't totally clear. Basically, with older kids, public school helps, but for little ones, it's always going to be way out of whack. (I have heard foster kids can qualify for early intervention type preschool- but those programs aren't full time, so they aren't an option for us).We're mostly ok with that...we view it as a ministry- we're giving our time, effort, and our money to care for these kids. That being said, the idea of theoretical investment is a bit different than the reality of watching money flying out the door, so while we're prepared and equipped for this, it does still get a little overwhelming at times.
I've received sort of flippant responses about this at times (from people in the bureaucracy of it all) telling me basically- that's why working parents usually take school-aged kids. So in the end, it's our choice to work, and it's our choice to take in these kids. So- it is what it is.

What about all the appointments they have? How do you make that work when you both have jobs? 
(*This was one of my primary questions before becoming certified- basically- am I nuts to think I can actually do all of this? Spoiler alert: kind of.)'s a lot.
We have an agency case worker (designed to support us) and a county case worker (designed to work directly with the bio family)- they each come to our house once a month for about 30-60 minutes to chat and see the kids (This was once a week for the first month). The CASA (court appointed special advocate...the person looking out for the kids within the court system) also comes over once a month for 30-60 minutes. I've been able to schedule all of these visits in the morning or the evening, so it's not too bad, just a lot to keep up with.

Aside from that, we're lucky that our kids don't have special medical needs, so we had to do a lot of doctor appointments in the beginning to get them all set up, but then it hasn't been too much ongoing. It's still more than bio kids though, because you typically have to get them all caught up on immunizations or other medical needs that might not have been taken care of before they were in care. One inconvenience is that I haven't been able to find a doctor that takes medicaid, so we use the children's hospital program just for foster kids. They're awesome, but they're far from our house, and only have weekday appointments at limited hours. So it's super inconvenient for small common things like ear infections etc.

Our older one is also in counseling which is pretty standard for kids who are old enough to understand their situation. It just provides them an opportunity to process some of the things they've seen, and have some coping skills for all the transitions in their life. She meets with a therapist once a week, which is great, but has been a lot to coordinate. It's harder to do evenings with that so we're trying to do every other week at her after care program while I'm at work, and every other week at home. (For us this is all covered by medicaid, and coordinated through our agency case worker).

Visitation is weekly as well, so that wipes out one evening a week. They're not super flexible in scheduling this, but since foster parents do all the transportation to visits (some other states/counties have workers who will pick kids up and drive to/from visits) they do at least have to try to work around our schedule. We have the last appointment of the day, at 6pm, so I have to leave around 45 minutes before hand to ensure I'm there on time. (I HATE the idea of being late...I would feel awful about taking time away from their visits).

Then there are monthly "family team meetings" where we discuss the case, 90 day court hearings (which I don't go to...but theoretically you could), ongoing training to keep our license up to date (I think the requirement is somewhere around 30 hours a year), and regular paperwork and documentation requirements.

So- You CAN work full time and care for kids, but it requires some level of flexibility. I occasionally skip out for a bit to go to appointments or meetings, and I've arranged to work from home on visitation days so that I can get them from daycare and to visit on time. Dustin's job is flexible as well, our daycare is always open, my mom is available to watch the kids in an emergency....These are the things that have made it work for us. If the job isn't flexible, or you don't have people who can jump in or pick up the slack here and there, I don't think it's sustainable. I still feel guilty a lot, that I'm not giving my job 100% and I'm not giving my family 100%. I honestly always felt that way, but it's magnified now, for sure.

Once piece of advice I've heard that I think is really solid, is to think of each foster child as the "workload" of two bio kids. They come with all of the needs of typical kids, with an extra layer of legal requirements and physical/emotional support. This is especially true in the beginning as you're getting everything set up, and adjusting to all the newness. It does settle down, and get a bit more routine after a month or two, but working within the system, keeping track of all the needs and details is still a pretty big task.

How did you talk to your bio kids beforehand? How do you think it has affected them so far (positively or negatively)? What types of things did you do to ensure they were safe and well cared for within this process?
(*I reworded this question a little, because for all people's good intentions, this still typically comes out more like: "Aren't you scared that will mess up your own kids?" I try to answer the intent of this question, rather than react to how it's worded).

Our kids are 6, 4, and 2, so they're a little young to really understand it all, but they do get it on some level. They know we're giving a home to kids who can't live with their parents right now, and that's about it. They were very supportive of the idea prior to a placement- they were always hoping we could say yes to the calls. And now that we actually have kids in our home, they are learning the same things we're learning- just at a kid level: patience, unconditional love, generosity...It's really hard for them sometimes, but not much more so than the challenges that go along with being a part of a big family in general. They have to share a ton, learn that you don't always get your way, figure out how to problem solve, compromise, and have tolerance for others. So for the most part, I think it's good for them...even thought it's really hard. I think it's important that they're learning what love is in practice, vs. just being told about it.

Our kids do struggle with patience (can't blame them!) and are showing some negative behaviors a little more so than usual- like tantrums, or getting sassy. But with girls ages 6,5,4, it's pretty expected that they'll bicker a lot. I don't think the change is really from foster care's more of just the transition of new people in the house, and getting less attention than they're used to. It's nothing unmanageable, but it is there. We've seen it play out differently in each kid. Our oldest, is a "giver" so she sometimes just gets overwhelmed by constantly trying to share, keep the peace, and accommodate siblings that don't always make the effort in return. But our middle child tends to get frustrated and react with anger, and attempts to "protect what's hers". We try to do alone time with our kids, and take our bios on "dates" so it can be just them again sometimes, which seems to help. We've also started taking once a month respite, to get a break for the weekend, which has been GREAT. The girls love it, and we're thankful for it too.

We've had a lot of talks about how to treat others, how to see their perspective, what grace looks's all big concepts, but it's good for them to be immersed in it, and have a chance to put it all into practice. Overall, even though it can be challenging, they continue to say they're glad we're doing it.

What is your support system like?
It is amazingly large, and overwhelmingly deep. I don't say that as a brag at all; I say that as a thankful praise of what I've been given. We have amazing people in our life that have come along side us during this process, and I am continually astounded by how "the village" is caring for these kids (and us!). In the world of foster care, community is a must. I knew we would need support, but I didn't know how much we would lean on people- emotionally, logistically, financially. This entire journey has been harder than I imagined...and honestly it just wouldn't be doable without people to lean on.

We're super active in our church, and are blessed to have a lot of family in town. They're all super supportive of what we're doing (which is not always the case)...Sure, they occasionally think we're crazy, but they're still willing to help anyway they can. They've cooked us meals, bought us gift cards, loaned us clothes, watched our kids, prayed for us...on and on and on. Even our jobs are supportive- with our bosses allowing some flex time when needed, and our coworkers jumping in with generous thoughts and gifts.

Are you friends with other foster parents?
I am now! In the beginning we didn't know anyone who was doing I just reached out to anyone who would talk to me about their experience. I got connected with other moms through our agency, I started following other foster moms on Instagram, and I found that the more I talked to people about our decision to get involved with foster care, the more I found connections through friends or family who had also fostered.

After we got certified, another family at our church started going through the process (with our same agency!), and I even found another foster mom in our neighborhood! Having people who "get it" has been invaluable...whether that's friends in my life already, people online, or other local foster moms. As much as our friends and family are supportive, they don't understand everything the same way as people who are actually in it too. I need people that I can be real with, and share the ugly stuff without fear of judgment. This has been a little harder Dustin- he hasn't found as many people he can connect with specifically on it. I think moms tend to be better at community building, and I'm naturally extroverted, so I seek that out. But again- I think this is another "must" of foster care. You've got to build your community of people who are willing and able to be "in it" with you.

Do people ask “are all of these your children”? How do you answer?
People ALWAYS make comments (we are kind of a traveling circus!). To strangers we usually just smile and say, "Yep! They're ours!" I don't need to get into their story with people at the grocery store, and I think it's important that all of our kids know they belong. The age difference doesn't quite make sense, so if people ask enough questions, they usually figure it out. (We're asked a lot if some of them are twins, and I usually just say something vague and weird like- "Not exactly!"). Their teachers all know the situation, but to friends from school I've basically said- these kids need a place to stay for a while, so they're with us." That's usually enough to satisfy the curiosity without giving up our kids' right to privacy.

What about babysitters? Are there certain requirements around that? 
This is blessedly simple now. There is a relatively new rule called prudent parenting- it's a federal act that basically states you can parent foster kids the same way you do your bio kids. It's designed to give normalcy to kids in care- to allow them to do the same things typical kids do, including school activities, and sleepovers, etc. So anyone who normally watches my bio kids is fine- no age requirements or background checks necessary. The only issue we've had is we have 5 kids 6 and under, so it's a lot for one person, or someone without experience (not to mention it gets expensive for us). So we have to be thoughtful about who we get- we often get 2 sitters, or ask multiple family members to help.

What have you learned so far? Do you think you'll do this again? If so, what would you do differently next time? 

Well, we've agreed not to discuss next time until we're done with this time. ...It's just too much, too soon while we're in the thick of it with our current placement. But that being said, we have learned a lot that could inform how we move forward, or could at least be used as unsolicited advice for other potential foster parents.

First- if you're certified for more than one kid, be prepared that you'll likely get a lot of calls for siblings. It's a huge need, so if you say you can do it, they're going to ask you. We were intentionally certified for two, because I feel strongly that siblings should be kept together. But in hindsight I would recommend taking one kid only for a first placement. The first time around is crazy enough, so starting "small" would be wise. The one good thing about siblings, is that it's multiple kids, but one case, so all of the meetings, visits and support people are consistent between them. I know some families take multiple placements at once, and the thought of dealing with two sets of all of the logistics makes me crazy just thinking about it. But God bless 'em.

In regards to ages, I've heard a lot of advice to follow birth order- meaning- only take placements younger than your youngest bio child. That makes it more like adding another bio baby to your family. Not easy, but not totally wacky. Adding a kid in between other kids can rock the equilibrium of the family; the kids may feel like their place is being threatened. I've also heard that "artificial twinning"- taking placements roughly the same age as your kids- can be challenging because it can breed a lot of arguing and competition. So I would recommend starting with a child younger than your youngest, to maintain as much of your rhythm as possible. I know lots of people who have success with other age ranges and scenarios, but it's a rule of thumb that I think is worth following at least at first. The way we did it is doable, it might just harder than necessary, especially with it being our first time.

I've also realized that I was a little naive about how trauma would actually present within kids. I think on some level I expected these kids to be similar to mine, and be able to mesh with our family the same way friends or schoolmates might. But in reality- the situations these kids come from are tough- and as a result, they've developed much differently than the kids I'm accustom to dealing with. Our foster kids aren't bad kids, but they are different than my bios...for lots of understandable reasons. I've heard that you should assume kids in care are about a year behind their actual age, emotionally/developmentally. So while we have a five year old, in a lot of ways she's younger than that, and we've had to do a lot of work to make up for things she's missed, and help her catch up.

So all of that being said, I suppose I would just be more selective about what placement I would accept. I felt a little bit of guilt with each call, like I should say yes. I was also impatient- eager to help and get involved- so I may have been willing to consider things that we might not have been totally equipped for. That's not to say this placement was a mistake, but I think we jumped into the deep end (with great intentions). Next time I would limit things to be more cautious about our capacity. I'd rather be conservative, and find out we're actually able to give more in some ways, than to get over extended, and have all of us suffer for it. I'm learning that we can't, and shouldn't do's ok to say no or at least "not now".

We did a little bit of respite to get started, and I would definitely recommend that. Having different kids in your home short term, helps give you an idea what might work for you. No two placements are alike, but it still provides a glimpse into what fostering is like, and what types of scenarios might be the best for your family.

I'm not sure I can be a foster parent right now...but what else can I do to help? 
Let me just give you my phone number...and access to my laundry room!

There are a ton of ways to get involved even if fostering isn't for you. Getting a foster placement is very much like having a new baby...families need all kinds of support as they get used to a new routine. So if you know someone who has just welcomed new kiddos, a meal (or a gift card for a meal if cooking's not your thing) is super helpful, just to alleviate one more thing on the to-do list. Or babysitting is always a welcome gift- whether it's giving the parents a break one evening, or just watching the bio kids, while the parents take the new kids to an appointment or their visit. Transportation could even be an opportunity- there's a lot of shuttling people in different directions, so having someone pick the kids from school, or helping carpool to an activity is a huge help. If you have clothes or supplies you're willing to lend, that's awesome- a lot of kids come into care with nothing, so it can be a scramble to get them all the things they need right away.

But even if you don't know a foster family personally, you can still do a lot for kids in care by talking to your county office, or a local foster care agency. Many collect supplies for "welcome bags", do diaper drives for low-income families, or organize gift collections for holiday celebrations.

And if you're feeling super ambitious, you could even get certified as a "respite only" home, offering a place for kids a few days here and there. This is a great fit if you like kids but can't commit to the full deal that comes with fostering. During respite you don't have to manage visits or appointments, or bio families...I describe it as being similar to being a grandparent- you pretty much just give them sugar and play all weekend and then send them home!)

So...uh...does that about cover it? Or are you up for a few thousand more words? Hopefully this is helpful to anyone considering foster care, or even just to those curious about it. If there's something I didn't cover, or you'd like to chat about- please feel free to comment or send me a message. I'll get back to you as soon as I'm not buried in children. ;)

P.s. You can see more of our foster care posts over on Instagram, or join in the discussion with some people who actually know what they're talking about, here
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Monday, January 1, 2018

We need a miracle

Over the years I've done every version of resolutions imaginable (trust for yourself)..from monthly goals, to a theme for the year...little tasks, giant's been all over the board. I don't always make them and if I do, I certainly don't always follow through (maybe never. Never might be more accurate there), but regardless, I like the idea. I'm a goal oriented person, and I love the structure, the challenge, the fresh-start, the chance to dream...

But this year I didn't have a clue what my resolution would be, or if I would even make one at all. Sure, I have some cliché fitness goals I'd like to work towards (oooh, New Year's diet, how fascinatingly original!) but outside of that vague "tone it up" nonsense that I am barely bothering to solidify, I haven't given the whole topic much thought this time around.

Cut to: Our living room this morning.
We were watching "church at home"- the live streaming service that our church did instead of a traditional gathering this week, and the worship team started playing "We Need a Miracle". It's an original song by our worship we've played a few times this year as a type of anthem to go with the advent series.
Miracle, miracle, we need a miracle. 
Miller was snuggled up next to me (loving watching our friends on the big screen), and after every line of the song, he said to me, "Miracle? Miracle, mama?"
"Yes, buddy, miracle" I said to him again and again.

I thought it was funny how he latched on to the word...and cute how he kept repeating it back to me to make sure he got it right. Now, I don't actually think he grasped the concept, but it still got me thinking...

As I showered tonight, getting ready for the night's festivities, I just kept hearing that word in my head.


We need a miracle.

I need a miracle.

That was it. My word. My resolution. My truth.
Because what is a miracle? I guess it's anything that seems impossible, and, anyway. It's something awesome, that defies all explanation. It's hope, and power and and it's divine.

And that is what we need.

I don't need a little more sleep, or a little more patience, or to lose five pounds, or to stop using the f-word when I'm aggravated. (Ok...I do kinda need all of those things...). I need a MIRACLE to shape who I am, to guide the course of my do...everything.

Because left to my own devices, ideas, and abilities, I'll set up some decent goals, and pray some modest prayers. I'll try hard, fail hard, and pray for help along the way. But a miracle? Am I bold enough, and faithful enough, to actually ask for a miracle? And am I wise enough, and faithful enough, to notice one when I get it?

What are the miracles we so desperately need?
And what would happen if we actually asked for them? 

Healing, freedom, restoration, transformation...

That's the stuff we can't earn, we can't try our way into, and we can't set up measured milestones towards achieving.

I need big giant miracles in my life right now.
Not the: Man, it'd be a miracle if I could get out the door on time in the morning kind (though it would be...for real), but the: God, please step in and fix this mess, bless these people, redeem what I can't, heal this pain, remove this fear, console this hurt, do stuff I can barely even imagine kind of miracle.

And if you were willing to share, I'd bet you do too.
What are you hoping for in 2018? A new relationship? A restored old one? A career transformation? A reversal of a diagnosis? The arrival of a baby? Freedom from addiction? Forgiveness for a mistake?

Well what if we asked for these things? What if we just put our hands up, and cried out: we need a miracle?

Would He show up?

Well...I think so. And so that's my word. And that's my hope. And that's my prayer.
Our hearts are tiredSend us a miracleOur faith is triedPlease send us a miracle. 
And if I'm willing to pray for that...then I need to be trusting to receive it. I need to have my eyes, and arms, and heart open to notice- and welcome- the miracles when they come. I need to be humble enough to admit that I don't have the power to do this on my own...and faithful enough to eagerly believe and expect that God can- and will- do the impossible in my life.

2018...A miraculous year in the making.

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Thursday, December 28, 2017

Seasonal Superlatives

OH, December...what a ride. This season has been an absolute joy, and many other feelings. But good, or hard, or really good and really hard, I still want to remember every second of it. So for fun (and relative posterity) I put together a list of a the most, the best, the worst, the us, of Christmas this time around.

The Bowdens' Seasonal Superlatives: 2017

Favorite Christmas Song: "I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas"
Miller's class did a performance to that song at school, and every time it comes on in the car, he announces excitedly: "It's my song, Mama!". If you ask him what a hippo says, he replies, "Christmas!" And when I left the kids in the car with Dustin for a quick last-minute grocery run, I came back to learn they had listened to that song three times in a row. A family record. 

Most Sought-After Gifts: Beanie Boos, Barbies, Baby Alive, Superheros
Fin's list was 98% Beanie Boos, and all three of the big girls asked for Barbies (specifically mermaid a Barbie car, and pool). All four of the girls got Baby Alives (I'm hoping to parlay those diapering skills into more help with the little kids). And Miller just wanted anything with Spiderman or "Hulk Smash" on it. (Fin had a Spiderman pillow on her list, but after also getting a Spiderman cup in her stocking, announced she didn't like "boy things" and she is done with superheros. I hid my heartbreak and am still hoping she doesn't trade that quirk for all things pink just yet.)

Best New Tradition: Oplatek (Kind of)
I was catching up with an out-of-town friend the other day, and when she described a tradition her in-laws do, I immediately decided I needed to co-opt it for our family. It's a ritual originally from Poland and the basic gist is that everyone goes around the table sharing a wish they have for each person for the following year (while sharing a piece of unleavened bread/wafer with each other). We had to make a few adjustments- doing an hour+ long event before Christmas eve dinner just wasn't going to work for our toddler-plentiful crew, and finding real Oplatek on December 23rd wasn't going to happen no matter how many Columbus-based international grocery stores I called. (and I called ALL of them. And then some). So I picked up pizzelles (close enough...?) and group-texted my family the idea. We gathered all the adults (and the teens, and my adorably invested first grade nephew) after Christmas dinner (while all the kids were occupied with their new presents) and gave it a whirl. I wasn't sure what to expect...but it was such a sweet, and surprisingly hilarious time together. It was such a gift to hear kind words and thoughtful hopes and prayers from each person in my family...and a great opportunity to tell them how I feel about them too. Such a sweet memory- I'm already looking forward to introducing the tradition to others, and making it a part of our family's celebrations in the future.

Best Old Tradition: Cutting down our Christmas tree
We don't always do this, but man I love when we do. This year we went back to the same farm we went to last year, and we had about the most fun you can have doing anything with five (very) small children. The kids were basically in it for the sled rides (though the goats and the hot chocolate didn't disappoint), and I was basically in it for the animal-eared hats. We were super sad to find out the owner had passed away, and his family was carrying on for just one last season to honor his wishes.  I tried (unsuccessfully) to use that as an opportunity for my step-dad and I to pick up a seasonal business. (Side-note: My brother's family has a tradition where they rotate who gets to choose the tree each year. The kids look forward to their year...basically all year, and it's adorable to watch them pose in front of their pick when it's their turn.)

Activity Most Likely to End in Tears: Opening the Paw Patrol Advent Calendar
Whose turn is it?! She got TWO turns!! I want to hold it!! Pass it to me, FIN! Give it BACK!... Every dang day. We're counting down to the birth of our LORD AND SAVIOR, children. Would it kill you to share the small puppy figurine in an orderly and fair manner?

Easiest Tradition: #AdventJokes
I skipped the activities this time around (primarily as a self-preservation effort), and just looked up 25 jokes on Pinterest to get us through the season. My kids are hilariously bad at guessing the punchlines (Miller, for no understandable reason, just yells "Motorcycle!" whenever I open the floor for ideas) and the rest of them complain that they don't get it...or that I'm not funny. Our five year old is the best though, because without fail, after I pause, allow guesses, give hints, and then finnnnnnally announce the answer, she says, "Hey! I was going to guess that!" Sure, kiddo. 
(p.s. in case you're not as great a guesser as she is...the answer to the one above is: Merry Kissmas!)

Biggest Surprise: Dustin's Fantasy Football season
This was going to be "biggest disappointment" but then in literally the last second of the championship series, Dustin's defense recovered a fumble to win the game- and win him the league. (Don't ask me how my team did.)

Best Christmas Special: Olaf's Frozen Adventure
We saw this as a "short" before Coco (it's a half hour not super short when you're dealing with pre-K attention spans) and it is adorable. Until about a week ago, I had never actually seen Frozen (right?! how?! I know!) so I didn't have the benefit of backstory or character loyalty. But regardless, I instantly fell in love. It's hilarious, and the songs have been on repeat in our house for a month (you know, when we're not singing about a hippo).

Most Generous: Sooooo many people. 
Our family, our small group, our coworkers, our case workers, our church, the kids' schools, the county foster care office....they've all brought meals, bought gifts, dropped off diapers, offered babysitting...We've been loved and supported in such tangible and overwhelming ways. 

Best Pick Me Up When it All Gets to be Too Much: Matching Jammies
Guaranteed to make me 1% less frustrated with their incessant antics. (and to Dustin's immense gratitude, I draw the line at adult jammies. No offense if that's your thing.)

Naughtiest Bowden: 5 way tie. 
Well...actually 4. Piper is 98% angelic. The rest...need some work.

Least Appreciated Activity: Christmas tree waffles
It's like my kids have never heard of Pinterest!

Favorite Christmas book: Pinkalicious Christmas
I have suffered through this book at least 18 times this season. And that was all in the week after Thanksgiving before I "lost" it for the rest of the month. 

Funniest Quote: EW! It's Reindeer Slobber! 
...when they found the frozen bowls of carrots and "reindeer food" (oatmeal + glitter) we left outside for Santa's crew.

Most overambitious craft: Knit garland
I'm about 10,000 man hours in. And I have about 10ft (~10,000 hours) left to go. 

Best Dressed: Tie- Miller/Fin.
Miller had a strong showing in his Elf jammies. But Fin is pretty irresistible in reindeer antlers. But they both brought their A-game on Christmas eve (alright as the designated family shopper I'll take 98% credit). Fin sported a new velvet jumpsuit (she's been asking for a jumpsuit for months so when I saw this at Target, I had no problems stripping it right off of the child mannequin). And Miller pretty much went in costume as Marty McFly.

Best School Event: Candy Cane Lane
This was a tough call, because there were about 119 events this month (you feel me, working parents?!) but we especially love Candy Cane Lane- a shopping day the girls' school runs for the kids. They get a ton of gifts, and set up a full "store" for the kids to go through. Every student brings their list of people they're shopping for (and their my money), and gets to pick out special items for everyone. They use little shopping carts, and even get to wrap them. Our kids are always thrilled with their purchases, and beg us to open them immediately. This year we let Piper and Fin shop for grandparents and their little siblings, while our foster daughter shopped for her bio parents. It's a sweet tradition, and I love how it teaches them how fun it is to give to others. 

Most Contested Activity: Driving around to look at Christmas lights
Some of us love it (me, Miller) some of us tolerate it (Dustin, Piper) and some of us can't SEEEEEEE and are COLLLLD, and don't want your feet TOUCHING MEEEEEEE (Fin). We hit up a few fav houses, and made friends with another car who seemed to be on the same circuit (after passing them at two houses in a row we rolled down our windows to swap tips. Now I have a couple more locations bookmarked for next year!)

Best Intentions AwardSleepover by the tree
It sounded like fun until I remembered sleepovers are completely crazy, and it effectively banned me from my own living room for 12 hours. But the girls seemed to like it...minus the fact that the tree was "too bright" for them to sleep. 

Most Adorable Craft: Fin's homemade snowglobe ornament

Worst Performance in a Christmas Show: Miller, twice.
Miller prepped for his school and church shows for WEEKS, learning song lyrics and motions...and then when it was showtime? Nothin'. He stood, frozen, refusing to participate in any way. In the church show, he actually just turned his back to the crowd, and watched Fin do the whole thing. (in his defense...she was great.)

Best Item on a Christmas List: Piper's "collection": 
"lost and found things that people don't really need"

Most Delicious Treat: Chocolate Babke
A gift from a coworker(/friend) for our team. A yummy, yummy gift.

Best Date: Trip to Cleveland
One year we did 12 dates of Christmas, but that's clearly not in the cards this time around...But we still managed to sneak away for a day (thanks to my parents, and some other foster parents for watching the kiddos!) to visit some friends up in NE Ohio. We got to meet a new baby and see a new house, and spend some time catching up with some people I love and miss a ton. (And Dustin and I got a two hour car ride- each way!- of uninterrupted time together. Yes! 

Least Missed: Making Christmas cookies
You can't do everything...and by that, I mean I don't want to do everything. We've had fun doing Gingerbread houses and cookies in the past, but it's a horrific mess and I was just as happy to skip it this time around. (Fear not for my children...I assure you they've had plenty of sugar this month. And people who love them even more I do- G'mi, their teachers- bit the bullet and allowed them to pour sprinkles with wild abandon.)

Most Exhausting: Christmas Eve church service.
I was neck-deep in toddlers, lollipops, markers, and nonsense, so I didn't exactly absorb a lot from the message...But it all looked stunning, and the battery operated candles prevented my crew from burning the whole place down, so that's a win. 

And some personal opinions:

Favorite: Ummm...everything? Am I allowed to say that? It's my game. I'm pretty sure I'm allowed to say that. (ok...but if I was forced to pick one thing, I'd say reading books with the kids at bedtime. It was filled with more arguing/complaining/spot switching/water spilling than I'd like, but every once in a while there was a moment of snuggly magic. 
Least favorite: Deciding not to get each other presents. I mean I know Christmas is for the kids, but c'mon! Who's silly idea was this? (Mine. It seemed smart at the time...but then when I'm up late stuffing my own stocking, and I started to doubt the system).

Favorite: Cutting down our Christmas tree (*Editor's note: I am legit shocked he chose this. Normally he's not into the pomp and circumstance of it all, but I think my festive enthusiasm is rubbing off on him). 
Least favorite: The reindeer car kit I installed on the van. (Although, when one antler blew off the other day, he did pull over and let me retrieve it...He must love me.)

Favorite: "Spending time with each other" (I didn't even coach her!)
Least favorite: "When we found out we didn't have that great of Christmas lights." (She was jealous of the inflatable menageries we toured, and doesn't think our wreaths are quite getting the job done).

Favorite: "Giving presents!" (specifically the disgusting jelly bean game to her cousin).
Least favorite: That I won't let her wear her velvet jumpsuit every single day.

Favorite: Turning his tree on and off with a foot switch
Well...actually his favorite is turning alllllll the trees on and off with the foot switches. I've created a monster.
Least favorite: Singing in public
Stand there and look scared/a little bit dumb, buddy. Nailed it.

Our oldest foster child...
Favorite Activity: "Dessert" (food is her love language).
Least favorite: Well...she really wants her OWN room, with her OWN tree...Sorry, kiddo!

Our youngest foster child...
Favorite Activity: Hanging ornaments on the tree
She would grab a plastic ball, run over the tree, jump (why?) and drop it near the tree, and run back for another one, signing "more" emphatically every time.
Least favorite: Sitting on Santa's lap. NO thank you.


Most Worth It: Everything. Every. Single. Thing.

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