The6parkers

[...] ;m going to clean my house, I want it to be because I want to clean the house, not because a case worker was coming.  Well, wait, that would never happen, I would never “want” to [...]

[...] sure by this point, I had earned the right. :)  I started with reminding him that his case worker was on his side and that he probably shouldn't keep secrets from her.  He kind of ignored [...]

[...] that, at the time, that wasn't necessarily true.  But, that’s what the case worker told us because she sincerely believed it to be true when she said it.  And, that& [...]

[...] that she's interested in going through all that effort.... The next day, I contacted Patrick's case worker in south Florida and explained the situation.   I asked what this woman was legally [...]

[...] .  William and Kaleb are very different kinds of people.  They have both spent time in foster care and it has affected them in different ways.  Kaleb had to fight for everything and [...]

[...] Foster Care.  It's a good thing.  It's a necessary thing.  A lot of awesome people foster.& [...]

[...] don't have to be a perfect to be a perfect parent.  There are thousands of teens in foster care who don't need perfection, they need you."  Well, I definitely am not perfect [...]

[...] years as we've become who we are.  After we became the couple who adopted kids from foster care. (That's how I imagine that we are described around town.)  We have found ourselves in [...]

[...] ://www.the5parkers.com/2011/05/three-years-ago-we-adopted-our-sons.html This time, I lost the debit card.  Yeah, that was me.  I didn't realize it until we were getting close to the [...]

[...] as the years go by, in general.  I'm lucky if I remember where I put my keys, where my debit card is, or where I put my keys... Oh, wait, I used that one already.  See what I'm talking [...]

[...] ;of time to obsess.  I do that.     There have been times in our society when foster parents have been accused of fostering for the money.  As someone who gets 80% of the [...]

[...] that love. National Foster Care Month, for me, is an opportunity to appreciate the amazing foster parents out there.  Because, really, there are.   But, at the same time, remind us [...]

[...] universe brought our kids to us as definitively as it brought biological children to their biological parents.  Because we belong together and we are meant to be a real family. On the day that we [...]

[...] 't know if it worked.   Of course, it's different for her.   She works with the biological parents just as much as the adoptive.   She's used to visitations and reunifications.   [...]

[...] struggle.  I watched a driver drive off with her once a week for a visit with her biological parents while I was left feeling like part of me was missing until she came back.  And, I [...]

[...] Sometimes, I'm jealous of people with biological children.  Not because I wish that I had biological children instead of my (adopted) children.  [...]

[...] workers liked us.  That the universe brought our kids to us as definitively as it brought biological children to their biological parents.  Because we belong together and we are meant to be a real [...]

[...] our 90 days at the end of September and, there we were, in mid-October, setting up our local case worker visit and arranging for a new Guardian At Litem to come, as well. Why?  Partially [...]

[...] done, but agreed that it was not a good situation. Then, we had a monthly check in with our local case worker.   We walked outside, so we could privately ask what our rights were and what the [...]

[...] , in mid-October, setting up our local case worker visit and arranging for a new Guardian At Litem to come, as well. Why?  Partially because the case worker from south Florida [...]

[...] good.  My family patiently posed for several pictures.  We had lunch with his Guardian At Litem who is the greatest.  And, we drove home. Kaleb slept a good portion of the way.  [...]

[...] to glare at him.  So,  I did.  As we drove by,  I turned to give him the angry mom look.  And, guess what?  He was looking the other way, totally oblivious to me. haha.& [...]

[...] ; So, if I sometimes give too many chances, the trade-off of not remembering me as the angry mom might be worth it.  But, sometimes a little fear might be nice...;)  But,  [...]