At least, some of them are. And the rest have plans to arrive soon. Let’s take a census, shall we?
Fiffer, Feffer, and Feff are still here, and they will stay here until the court removes them (possibly…eventually…to go back to their parents). After a couple of weeks of agonizing about moving them, when the time came, we simply couldn’t do it. It would have been hard enough if there had been a young couple eagerly waiting to pour their hearts into these three little people (our own dream). But, alas, that wasn’t the situation. The kids would have either been moved further away from their mother (making visits even harder to accomplish) or they would have been split up. And neither of these possible placements would have been permanent…which means…of course…that they would have been moved again in the reasonably near future. And if their parents don’t get them back? Well. Let’s just say that people aren’t beating down the door to adopt this many kids who are this old. At the end of the day, they’re ours. That’s what we’ve said from the beginning, and that’s what we still believe. We had a moment (or a couple of weeks) of doubting, but we’re solid now. They’re here to stay.
Dillon is also still here. And he, too, is going to stay…much to his dismay. School started great but has been getting rough…both academically and socially. His attitude at home has been pretty rough too…although we did have two consecutive days this past week of normal, human behavior, so we’re hopeful. He has wrestling practice this morning and community service all afternoon…so that should kill his Saturday…which is notoriously a hard day for him. There is hope.
Hayden is still here, as well. She is laughing her way through life…alleluia. Although she’s had some little hiccups at work lately, things are looking up there. Besides work, she’s busy with school, guitar lessons, orchestra practice, Home Stretch Club, and volunteering at the nursing homes and a group home for the mentally handicapped. She continues to be a tender hearted, hysterical kid…the family funny bone.
Josiah, Quincy, and Tom arrived about midnight last night, and we stayed up with them until 2:00, eating snacks and visiting. College life seems to be agreeing with all three of them, and we’re all looking forward to having them home (Josiah and Quincy will be here all week; Tom will be here until Tuesday). The little kids have big plans for them, but I think we’ll let them sleep for a while this morning:)
Zach, Raven, and Sophia should be here for lunch tomorrow and then for part of Thanksgiving Day. Due to a variety of circumstances, we haven’t seen them for a few weeks, so we’re excited to catch up with them. We saw Raven at the grocery store yesterday evening, and she said that Sophia took her first steps this week. Hard to believe she’s that old already!
Haley should be arriving in the wee hours of Wednesday night/Thursday morning. After an overdose two weeks ago, she has been in a hospital in Buffalo, getting stabilized and getting a start on the help she needs. Although plans to go out there have been thwarted, we have talked to her every day (a rare treat). She hopes to be discharged today and move in with different roommates. Then it’s on to the difficult work of healing and changing. We wish she could do all of this closer to home but trust that she has some support in place for herself.
Sam and Reva (my dad and his wife), Erich and Jeanette (Jason’s parents), and Amy and Ellie (my sister and niece) should all be arriving Wednesday afternoon/evening. We can’t wait. I know I say this about every holiday, but I love Thanksgiving…the full house and the full plate…life doesn’t get much better.