Foster Care is a roller coaster. You are up you are down. And often you are strapped in until the ride comes to a stop. In one day, we can have all of that. My goal, though, is always to get to typical or "normal".
This morning, Simon and Sarah were picked up for a visit with Dad. Two hours early they came home. There was no visit with Dad. The driver drove them to the wrong house. Smiley struggled with the change in schedule.
We pulled out a gold standard in our tool kit. We left the house.
A pretty normal action, right? But for kids who live with me, it allows us to shake up the schedule of visits and appointments and the system.
So we went to lunch at a new chain restaurant. And I forgot until we arrived that the kids used to live in the state that the place was named after. A pitfall of foster care is sometimes you walk into a trigger without realizing.
It gave Stella an opportunity to talk about the past. She was happy to share. Simon, shut down. He mentioned missing his brother and then that was it.
The kids enjoyed lunch and we had a nice meal. Do you know what was the best? It was normal. We were a family. Laughing, sharing food. We then went to a place with bounce houses and they ran off the energy of being couped up inside this winter.
It was the same place we went the day we met the Quartet. I marveled at how far we've come in this journey. The kids played nicely together and my prayer is that they will always be as close as try are now.
We ended the night watching Disney World fireworks on You Tube. Cuddled up on our bed talking excited about what kind of vacation we should take. It was low key. I'm looking forward to more days like today.