Monday, October 28, 2013

Friday, October 18, 2013

Never Fails.




I took this picture and added this text a couple years ago.  It was the day that they told me that they were moving Lizzy and that I had no say in the matter.

But God.

The plan was in place, the biological family was told, everything was set in stone - she was leaving.

But God.


Today Lizzy is still here.
She is legally my daughter.
She was my daughter on the day they told me they were moving her, "they" just didn't know yet.

I have seen the worst of foster care, and I have seen the best.

I wish everyone could experience the miracles I have.

They would be far less hesitant to become a foster parent based on the thought, "I could never do it, I could never give them back."

Monday, October 14, 2013

Will the lying ever stop?

Oh my word.

Seriously.

SERIOUSLY.

I think me oldest daughter (the newly adopted one) thinks I am an IDIOT.


She lies about the STUPIDEST stuff.

She thinks she is so convincing.


I have yet to come up with a punishment that makes it stop.  Seriously, I wonder if it will stop.

Ever.

Next, I am am going to make her eat yucky baby food (enjoy your smashed peas!) if she lies to me again.

I am at a loss.

The worst part is that she is so so good at it.  I can see thru it, but only because I have gotten to understand the lies and the liar and can see them coming before she even opens her mouth.

Have any of you ever warned your child's teacher that they are a VERY convincing liar?


Thursday, October 3, 2013

Long term.

Often I ask myself, "Why do you still have contact with Lizzy's bio dad even though he was a jerk to you and basically threatened to try to get Lizzy back?"

The answer is simple.

It isn't about me.

It is about grown up Lizzy.

You know, the one who will come up to me and ask me all those hard "why did I need to be adopted?" questions.  Seriously, my life would be SO much easier and normal if I just cut everyone out and pretended that my kids had no life before coming to our home.

Oh, the sound of how easy that would make my life makes me long for that calm that just will never happen.

Pure and simple.  I do it for Lizzy, because some day it might matter to her.

Adoption is so not easy.

But, it is SO amazingly worth it!


Red dye.

Red dye makes Lizzy mean and crazy.

When will I learn!