The weekend visit has wrapped up and although I have run the gamut of emotions, as I sit here currently I miss the little guy! Unfortunately most of our activities we planned had to be changed due to the weather not cooperating, but we adjusted! Friday night ended up being a pizza and movie night. As a family, we love our Friday night movie time so this felt very normal to us. However, quickly into the movie I realized this wasn’t quite so normal for the little man. He was up and down, up and down, and just couldn’t sit still and watch it! I know some of you parents of boys are laughing at me right now saying, “Rachel....that’s just boy” and maybe your right...but I don’t know boys...yet. :-) However I thought to ask him if he watched many movies or much tv. He said no. Oh....well that makes sense! So the journey begins of getting to know him better. (although I sure hope he begins to enjoy a movie from time to time.....cause we sure do! :-) ) So Saturday we all went to the farmers market and Walmart. That was our first time out all together and proved to be quite uneventful....which by the way....is a good thing. We had plans to head to the pool but oddly enough it was closed!? So we hung out at the house then went to a dear friends house for dinner. She has several boys so he thoroughly enjoyed himself running and playing with them. (and I am sure it was a welcome break from all the estrogen!! ) Sunday we all went to church together then hit the pool. This however didn’t go without eventfulness! :-0 As we got ready we had asked him if he could swim (yep....you know where this is going.....). His response was yes. Thankfully neither Russ or I believed him....cause he couldn’t!!! Russ said you know its like....you don’t have any fear until fear slaps you in the face. Well fear slapped him in the face in the deep end of the pool. Honestly he was just playing in the area he could touch and slowly crept out to the deeper waters. As Russ watched him get deeper and deeper, he began to bob up and down and panic lit up in his little face. And yes...the good parent...Russ was right there to get him. Seriously it wasn’t as eventful as I am making it sound.....but he sure didn’t want to get back in the water until we found a life vest. Hopefully he will learn quickly to love the water. The girls are little fish and we swim all the time!!!! That night at the dinner table we were recapping our “highs” and “lows” of the day. He laughingly said his low was when Russ almost let him drown. Russ quickly spoke up...”Wait a minute!!!! I didn’t almost let you drown ...you did that yourself!” Oh dear.....I can hear that one not going over so well with the social workers! ;-) So Monday rolls around and its time for him to return to his current foster home. As I was driving to meet his social worker it just all become surreal to me. How unnatural this whole situation was/is seems so natural and normal. Time and time again God has confirmed in my solid and in my shaky moments that this is the path he is leading Russ and I and our family on...and with confidence we walk forward!
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