After coming home from Bear Lake I went to go meet our new foster care placement. It was 2 twin boys who were 3 years old. I know, I'm crazy. I drove to Tooele to meet them in a park with the temporary foster mom they were staying with.
At first they just stayed close to foster mom and the kids she had with her. The twins wouldn't even look at me or my kids. They wouldn't even go on the playground by themselves. So her kids took them on the playground and I kinda tagged along and started talking to them. After awhile I was taking one of them around the playground with me. They both started warming up but still were very tentative.
The time came to leave and everybody was super worried about it. They all feared they would just scream and cry the whole way home. If they did they did, there was nothing I could do about it. So we put their seats in the car, they jumped in, got buckled, sat with their bag of trucks, and off we went. Smooth sailing! Drove to McDonald's to grab a little food and we were set.
Did I mention the twins are OBSESSED with trucks!! The whole ride home all I heard was. "Look at me, look at me!" "Trucks, trucks!" Over and over and over again. I think I heard the word truck a million times and I am not over aggregating. They know what each kind of construction truck is and what it does and they want you to look and make sure you see it too. Hey, but at least they weren't crying, right!
So meet Issac and Miguel. They are big for 3 they look like they could be 5. They are bigger than Christian that's for sure. I can't tell them apart yet....hopefully I will be able to. Their goal is reunification with their parents so we hope that happens for them.
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