Six year old Little Boy's placement with family in Arizona has been approved! That's the good news. Yea! The bad news . . . with paperwork and bureaucracy it could be the middle of July before he's gone. Sigh. If he were staying within the state, it would be much quicker, but going interstate, I guess, makes it twice as long and twice as papier.
A couple of weeks ago I had had enough and was ready to sell him to the gypsies. The wonderful social worker (said sincerely) knew this and made arrangements for him to spend his last month with another foster home and go to Arizona from there. He was to leave this Monday. As much as he annoys me and makes me crazy, the thought of him going into another foster home just to wait to be reunited with his family broke our hearts. His druggie mother abandoned him - foster home. Then they placed him with his alcoholic dad - his dad was arrested - foster home. His father was released and then promptly died on a street corner. Foster home. My husband (his counselor at school), with his huge heart, wanted to take him into our home short term. We knew he had never had a "normal" house to live in and never had a "normal" family to live with. So, we invited him into our home. It didn't take long for me to be sorry. But he is trying. So, I will be a grown up and try too.
I hope I survive.