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“Potato.”
“Potato?”
“Yes, in the dream he said potato.”
“Why did he say that? What does it mean–potato?”
“I don’t know.”
“Did he say anything else.”
“No, just po-ta-to.”
We have been waiting patiently for the first word. We assume it will be Da-da, but I suppose it could be anything. Though I don’t think he will be uttering three syllable words like potato right off the bat. Read the rest of this entry »
Two months ago we went to the adjudication hearing regarding our foster son. The hearing was supposed to determine whether there are sufficient facts in the case to necessitate declaring him a child in need of assistance (CINA) from the State of Maryland. I say we went, rather than attended because we weren’t actually invited or expected, for that matter. One might even take from the response we received or the lack thereof from Baltimore City Department of Social Services (BCDSS), that we were not welcome.
Ok, what the hell happened? Two Wednesdays ago, I was stressing about the inevitable Wednesday visits and all the things that those visits brought to mind. Last Wednesday came and went - as did the visit - and I barely batted an eye. Hands were not wrung. Teeth were not gnashed. And in two days, Wednesday will be staring me in the face again. I’m already anticipating a mental and physical shrug of the shoulders. Read the rest of this entry »
