Life doesn't slow down often in foster care. Before Pumpkin had even moved out, I received a call for a new little girl who needed a place to stay. I was told her name, that she was 8 years old and was coming in to care that day. I said I am going on vacation tomorrow, but if you can make it work, I will pick her up when I get home. I said "yes" and the social workers made it work.
I went on a desperately needed vacation the same day that I dropped of Pumpkin. I went sad, missing Star and Pumpkin. I cried a lot. I prayed a lot. I sat on a lot of beaches. And hung out with two amazing friends. All the while grieving and looking forward at the same time. A new kid was coming. "Monkey" was in a temporary foster home waiting for me.
Got home from my vacation and two days ago, I met Monkey. She was playing a Sponge-Bob video game and was full of questions - well only between important sections of the game, of course. Do you have kids? Will you have other kids soon? Are there neighborhood kids? Any kids I can play with?!? Are you sensing a pattern here?
Since moving in yesterday, the questions have morphed into what ifs - here are some bedtime questions, but they can apply to ANYTHING - playing at the park, going to the store, eating dinner. What if I can't fall asleep? What if I can't sleep? What if I wake up at 4am? 5am? 6am? 7am? What if I want to switch beds? What if I want to get up early and want to play?
Just put question-asking Monkey into bed, and she is fast asleep, but what if....? :)
Oh and the other once every 5 minutes quote is "just kidding". I am 12 years old, no really I am, I am... just kidding. The sky is pink, no really it is, look... just kidding. ALL DAY LONG. So we are working on telling the truth all the time - even when we're just kidding.
She is a whole person - and I get the opportunity and pleasure of getting to know her. I think that's why I love the initial getting to know you period of discovery, learning new things about the child every second of every day.