As you can imagine from a title like that we did indeed get the call for our newest kiddos (#19 and #20, but who's counting?) and they joined us last night.
And what a glorious night it was. Seriously. Best. Night. Ever with new kids.
These two are so eager to have a family, it's painfully obvious but overwhelmingly fulfilling to be meeting that need for them right now (and a bit of a red flag for what might be coming in the future post honeymoon). It's been a while since I've had a good honeymoon period so I forgot what that was like. I just got off the phone with their CW and was able to sing their praises, again. Everything really has gone that well. I'm probably glowing.
(But my eye is red from recurrent allergy-induced pink eye. Yay!)
We were very concerned about this placement for one giant reason. #19 is older than Logan by about 5 or 6 weeks. This is something we were always against though honestly my hubby more than mie. I didn't mind the thought of having older children too much, that is, until we actually accepted a placement with an older child. I suddenly began freaking out about what that meant for our family. It didn't help that Logan changed his mind about having these brothers (before they came) and insisted I call them back and say no because he was NOT having an older brother. Oh the dilemma in the pit of my stomach. We prayed that if it wasn't meant to be the whole thing would fall through some how. We prayed that if it was meant to be the transition would be smooth and the older brother thing would work out.
So far so good. Prayer works.
Logan enjoyed spending time with his new brothers last night and having met the new "older" brother made him realize that all his fears about having an older brother (being bullied, the brother bossing him around, etc.) was not as guaranteed as he thought it would be and maybe, afterall, wouldn't be so bad. Especially after finding out he'd have someone in the house that would play HIS kind of stuff with him, like video games and basketball and out in the yard doing boy things. This might just work out afterall.
They called mie mom before I got home from picking them up. Very eager to feel part of the family. (Which I acknowledge is something that will need work over the years).
Work over the years - we do expect this to be an adoptive placement (as much as a parent who has had 21 children "expects" anything). Rights are supposed to be terminated next month. We'll see about that. For now we'll take one day at a time.
This will be our first time with a school-aged foster child. Having it be spring break makes it a bit difficult to figure out what the next steps will be on that one. Though in investigating his school background I have found that he previously went to school in the same district we live in, probably making it easier to switch schools but making us live relatively close to the previous relatives he lived with. There's a chance he will be held back a year, making him in the same grade as Logan, something I'll probably look into sooner rather than later if it's appropriate for him. You know - maybe as he switches schools he should start out in the younger year rather than be held back next year? Seems to make sense to me.
I am really happy with all of this right now. Really happy. Remind me of that when the honeymoon wears off in a few weeks :)