All of a sudden, scabies isn’t funny anymore.
How the heck do foster agencies handle infectious disease control with court ordered visits? Surely birth families can’t be forces to get medical clearance before the next visit…can they?
Wake-up to a toddler saying “Ketchup? Ketchup? Mommy, Ketchup?” and see them hold a giant squeezy container of the stuff over your head.
Between Elia getting engaged and now Antoinette being featured as one of the “15 most influential Hispanics at the white house” my heart feels like it’s going to burst. I can’t believe that Antoinette, Elia and Asia are all from my original craigslist babysitter club. So lucky and privileged to have these
girls ladies help me raise my foster kids.
[If you don’t understand Spanish, it’s still worth watching around the 2 minute mark for the photos and then 4:45 for some blushing over George Clooney]
She apologized for not showing up on Saturday. She said her phone was broken. They’re going to come over on Thursday. She told me to only make her a salad and that Jacket wants pizza. Easy enough.
Lol, that last post was supposed to be funny, but perhaps that’s how deep in I am. It probably freaked you all out.
…can someone text you “Have you ever had scabies?” and there’s no offense taken. Cause the chances of getting it at the foster agency, from your foster kid or their family members are real enough.
I missed a blocked number call this morning. 99% of the time it’s Jacket’s mom (1% an ACS attorney). There was no message (also what Jacket’s mom does). Jacket’s mom doesn’t realize that I have her number because she called and forgot to *69 on Thursday during the moments I stepped out of the car to pick-up Clementine.
I’ll just wait. I bet she’ll call again.
Of course I can’t just create or print-out any fucking toy labels, I have to spend 3 hours on Pinterest and the whole world wide web looking for the most perfect toy labels ever. Which is why we STILL don’t have any fucking toy labels.
Jacket and her mom didn’t come today. I knew if she didn’t start calling me by 8am they wouldn’t make it. I figure it’s 50/50 for Thursday. If not, I’m at peace with it. I think Jacket is old enough now, she might remember and try to find me.
Two birthdays, two Christmas’…I asked Jacket what she wanted for her birthday that’s passed and she said “Play-Doh” looking toward the closet where it used to be. “No” her mom said “She wants another iPad”.
She got Play-Doh. Jacket also said that she’s into Barbies and her mom said that she has tons. So I got her the very obnoxious Barbie pool- it was on sale. I also got her several books and craft sets- things that if I don’t see her again, I can give to Sandy and Clementine. I tried to buy things that Jacket would use-up and they would not be desirable to resell. I’ve taken all of the plastic coverings off and when/if they start on their way over, I’ll write Jacket’s name on the top of them all.
I also kept in mind that Jacket’s mom doesn’t like messy stuff. Although I wanted to get Jacket tons of glue and glitter, I stuck to sticker books and puzzles. I got her a cute, $8 suit case to put everything in to keep tidy. I tried to find things to expand her mind in all the time she spends at home alone (Jacket’s mom told all of her family she moved to Florida too).