So the last blog I wrote was on Tuesday night. The evening of our first full day with two new boys. It is now Thursday night and we’ve had three full days of two boys and just added a third child to the mix…their sister.

We are officially the proud foster parent to three incredible children.

I really wanted to write a blog last night because so much happened since I wrote the one the night before- what a difference a day makes. All day I had been making mental notes of all the little things I wanted to remember. But by the time the kids were in bed, and Brett and I had a chance to unwind, I just couldn’t find the energy to do it.

I don’t know that I necessarily have the energy tonight, but I don’t want to forget any more details of this amazing experience.

Yesterday morning, I got up early. Took a shower, got dressed and made coffee. (a lesson I learned in a book that I read last year- shower first!) When the boys woke up, they came downstairs all by themselves. I didn’t have to go upstairs and give them permission, they knew it was okay to do it themselves. –progress!

When I was cleaning up the kitchen, the little one asked me, “what are you making?” I said, “nothing, I was just cleaning up, why? did you want something?”

Big grin, “mmmhmm”

“What would you like?”

“Peanut butter and jelly.”

“Okay, come in here and we’ll make it together.”

Big grin, “okay”

It was another huge step in the right direction.

It’s definitely a learning process. I’m finding that I hadn’t thought about