A post of bulleted things and stuff

I can't seem to find words enough for paragraphs, so here's some short phrases...

*I loved the 70+ degree weather we were having.
*I hate the fact that we are back in the 40s.
*I need to move to a warmer climate...

*Spring Break was this week, and in it's honor, my daffodils and forsythia blooms opened up.
*They are both gorgeous.

*On the Monday of Spring Break, I cleaned.  And cleaned.  And cleaned.
*Tuesday, I was supposed to have a meeting, arrived and found it had been cancelled...so I went back home.
*Wednesday, I went to the assessors office for a property tax reciept, got my Kia inspected and got new car license plates.  They have little handprints on them, because they are cute and benefit CASA.
*Thursday, I went to a meeting, ate lunch with the darling Lauren Scott, toured the Harmony House and went to Trivia Night at the Patton Alley Pub.  We won!
*Today, the final true day of Spring Break (I don't count the weekend as Spring Break, since we always have the weekend off), I had Orange Leaf with Trinos, returned some things to WalMart, and picked up my pottery.

*I miss Shortcake.

back to...normal?

Shortcake went back home today.  It was sudden and completely unexpected (we were told she'd be here 3-6 months).  They called at 4:15 and picked her up at 5:15, only waiting long enough for me to pack her things.  We sent her home with double what she came with, and that wasn't even sending everything (some things were only loaned to us).

When they called, I was ok.  Packing her things while she played with Donald, I was ok.  Watching the case worker walk her down the sidewalk to the car...that's where I started crying.

I started thinking about changes we had made in our house...and appointments I had made...and schedules we had arranged.  I realized how much simpler life is without planning around a kid...yet how much more I like it when I have to.

the shoe saga

Shortcake needed new shoes.  The ones she came here in were pinching her toes.  I told her on Friday that we were going shoe shopping on Saturday.  As we left school, she told Ms. Katrina that she was going to get peach shoes. 

Saturday, we went to get shoes.  They do not make peach shoes...at least not around here.  I showed her every pair of shoes.  She declared that she hated each pair and would not wear them, demanding peach shoes.

Finally, she spotted a pair of pink glitter shoes in the clearance bin for $3.75.  She said she liked them and they had them in her size.  However...they looked already ready to fall apart and they had no traction for PE and other activities.

We struck a compromise.  She could get the pink glitter shoes (seriously, not a spot of these shoes was not covered in pink glitter) if she also got tennis shoes.  I picked out two pair for her to pick from.  She said no to both...until I showed her that one pair lit up.  All was well, and we took the glitter shoes and the light up shoes and headed home.

Sunday morning we left for church.  Nugget, who has NEVER chewed on a shoe in his life, DESTROYED one of the tennis shoes that had never been worn.  Can you say jealous??  Donald went back to the store and bought an identical replacement pair.  Of course he chewed up the nice shoes, not the clearance ones!

Oh, how I wish they had just had peach shoes....

please don't go!

Spring is trying to be here.  I can sense it.  Today was warm, the buds on my forsythia are doubled in size from 1 week ago, and a few buds have opened into flowers.  The dogwood tree has little round buds ready to open soon and the grass is getting greener.  One lone daffodil has a yellow bud.

I'm eager for warmth and no coats and a world looking colorful and alive.

However, I fear that Missouri will once again tease me then yank the football away right before I kick it.

hills and valleys

Yesterday was a momentous milestone.  It was the first day since bringing Shortcake into our home with NO TIME OUTS.  She was sweet and compliant and redirectable.  I was extremely pleased with how the day went.

Naturally, you can probably figure out how today went!  She had a decent morning and day at school, followed as soon as we got home by the worst tantrum I've seen yet.  Then a normal dinner and playtime and another big tantrum getting ready for bed.

I suppose that's normal, though.  I know that my being consistent with what is acceptable and unacceptable will go a long way toward helping us have more days like yesterday.  I'm trying to make sure that no matter how our day goes, we have a nice, calm, sweet few minutes right before bed so that her day ends well.

not the mom

Today I asked Shortcake if she wanted to go get Orange Leaf.  She put her shoes and jacket on and then immediately started misbehaving.  I told her I was going to sit down and wait a few minutes and see if she could be nice, but that if she wasn't going to be nice, we were staying home.  She acted nicely the next ten minutes, so we walked out the door. 
Before I even got the door locked, she threatened to "beat my ass."  I opened the door back up, looked at her and said, "We aren't going today.  Go sit on your bed."  The ensuing fit lasted quite a while, and was pretty loud.  When she calmed down, I went in to talk to her and she apologized, then she stood up and said "Go to Orange Leaf?" I replied, "No, I said we aren't going today, we will try another day.  You can take your shoes and jacket off." 
She began tantruming again and said, "You're not the mom!"  I looked at her and said, "I know.  But we still can't go do fun things when you aren't acting nice."  I left her room and she continued screaming and throwing toys for another 10 minutes.  She screamed some more when told she could not come out of her room until the toys were back in her baskets.

An hour after the proposed trip to Orange Leaf, she was finally calm and snacking on pretzels.  Hopefully the calm lasts through the rest of the evening...we've had a fairly stormy day!

updates from the previous bulleted update...

• My CASA case did not end in January, but the child is back in her home.  We go to court March 11th, and it will most likely be closed then.  7 months from assignment to closing.  Average is 22 months.  But, it seems fortuitous that it's ending so quickly as you cannot be a CASA and a foster parent.  It's considered a conflict of interest.  God knows what He's doing!  Had I chosen the other CASA case I was offered, it's probable that it would have had to be reassigned or I could not have taken in Shortcake.  As it is, since there was only two weeks to closing when we brought her home, they let me stay on the case just to end it.
• I'm no longer considering trying to transfer schools for next year. It was decided for me!  The principal came to me this week and told me that he was notified that one of the Functional Skills classes (Westport has 2) was being moved from Westport to McGregor.  I'm hoping for a transfer to Bowerman, but if it doesn't happen, I'll be moving to McGregor.  Either way, I will be changing schools next year, since the other FS teacher has way more seniority than me and wishes to remain at Westport.  Truth is, I was 90% decided to go ahead and try for the transfer anyway and was praying that God would make it totally clear what the right thing was.  Just another example that he has it all figured out!  It was like he said, "ok, you want me to tell you to leave, here!  I'll get rid of the whole class!  Now you have to leave."  I am sad at leaving my paras and students (although if I go to Bowerman, one of the students may get sent with me, he lives closer to Bowerman than Westport and if I go to Mc Gregor, he and one other student from my room and a few from the other FS room are likely to wind up there with me).
• Paternity tests on Madi confirm what we all knew by looking at her.  She's definitely James' kid!
• I turned in my MAP-As and am thrilled to have that off my back!  Another year from now, I'll do it all over again.
• My dog is JEALOUS of Shortcake.  He does not understand at ALL why I give her attention.  The first night, he wasn't allowed in the bathroom while I got her ready for bed and he proceeded to go pee on my bed.  He got a spanking and has not tried it again, thankfully.  But he's certainly a little bit confused by this new competitor for my affections.
• I still miss my friends who have moved.  All of you, please come back???

roller coaster ride!

Well, since my last post...things are changing fast around here!  But first, before I type anything else, I have to say that I noticed tiny yellow buds on my forsythia bush today.  It was a very nice reminder that Spring really is coming, despite our drop from the beautiful 60s to the devastating 30s.  Ok, now onto the rest of life.


Last Wednesday (2-23), we were contacted to see if we would be willing to do kinship foster care for one of my students.  I can't put any details about why here, for obvious reasons.  We discussed it and prayed and decided to do it.  Thursday we said yes, and submitted for abuse and neglect background checks.  Friday, they called and asked to place her that night, pending a walk through of the house.

A social worker came and did the walk through, leaving me with a list of things to change before the licensing worker came.  Off we went to the other foster home and picked her up.  For the purpose of this blog, I am now joining the world of online nicknames.  Due to her love, bordering on obsession, of Strawberry Shortcake, I will be calling her Shortcake here.  We took Shortcake with us to Walmart, to pick up a few items the social worker said we needed.  New lock for the basement door, fire extinguisher, and carbon monoxide detector.  We also let Shortcake pick a few food items she might want.  Corn dogs, yogurt and lemonade.  We drove through Burger King and headed home.

Life's been busy ever since!  It's been good though, although it is definitely an adjustment to having to plan around someone who needs dinner by six and bedtime by 7:30.

Besides our walk through, we've also gotten fingerprinted and had a home visit.  Next week the licensing agent comes for our first home study.  I've had calls to make, errands to run and forms to fill out every day since we brought her home and I'm not sure that will stop anytime soon.

We went to church last Sunday, and she made it through the entire service in her Sunday School class.  The rest of the day was spent rearranging to turn the home office into a proper girl's bedroom and a corner of our room into the home office.  Deloris, my marvelous para, gave us a cabinet to use for her clothes, since that room had no dresser.  She also gave us a kids bench with some toy storage under the seat.  My dear, sweet friend Melody gave us a kitchen set and various other toys.  Shortcake had asked about thirty times Saturday if I had a kitchen set, so this delivery was the most exciting one for her!  I purchased a round purple rug and some curtains with polka dot circles on them to make the room look like a bedroom.  I also got a ton of baskets to put on a bookshelf to keep the toys in. The room turned out really cute.  A teacher at school brought me some cute clothes her daughter had outgrown, too.  Shortcake and I had craft time to make thank you cards for all the people who donated stuff for her. 

Today, after receiving permission from bio mom and social services, I took Shortcake to get her hair cut.  It was desperately needed, as her bangs were in her eyes and her hair is too fine to stay in a barrette or braid.  I took her to Cookie Cutters, because I figured if she squirmed and rocked, they'd be the ones with the kid experience to handle it.  She picked out a Strawberry Shortcake DVD to watch while they cut her hair.  Other than needing a lot of prompts to keep looking down (but seriously, they put in a DVD and then for the first five minutes tell the kid not to look at it?  Does that make any sense?), she did really well.  I also took her to Melody's daughter's birthday party.  She did great at the party, too, and was very proud of her dress and shiny shoes.

My two favorite memories of the week:
1.  Watching her come out of her room in a new-to-her skirt and telling Donald she looked cute.  He proceeded to dance with her in the living room.  Great start to a day!
2.  Today she informed me that I am not Amber, I am her Ms. Hawkins. (I've told her she is allowed to call me Amber, but she's having none of it!)

This is a new adventure...I'm looking forward to seeing how it unfolds!