It’s Sunday morning, and the light is streaming in our bedroom window. Right now I can hear the sounds of happy children playing, and not just our 4 busy boy sounds…but also the sound of sweet Little Miss who is here for her second sleepover weekend. The kids are all topped up with delicious pancakes and are now laughing and sharing toys. I can’t believe how lucky we are!
Her first sleepover was on Valentine’s Day, and dare I say that honestly it could not have gone better. She was so delightful and pleased as punch to be here with us. She took right to her Big Girl Bed with no difficulty whatsoever. I just couldn’t believe that she had no transition issues of changing to a double bed from her usual crib. SWEET! We of course were loving the chance to have her at home to ourselves, it was so adorable seeing her enjoy the boys and she and Noah even had a tea party together. At church on Sunday, Little Miss and Noah naturally just took each other’s hand when they were walking down the hallway together. It melted my heart so much, especially since I have worried a bit about how those two would get along and share everything.
Now flashforward to this weekend, she’s here for two nights this time. It’s been pretty much a dream as well. I can’t complain at all, she is just a funny little girl. Sensitive, full of laughter, and totally a dancing machine! If any music is playing she gets right up and starts to move. Yesterday she was a bit more picky about food, and had one tender moment of tears when she didn’t want to eat something. But that’s the only tears I’ve seen with her in our visits thus far. Little Miss is just delightful most of the time. She has graduated this weekend from calling me “Ma Ma!” to “Mom ME!!” which I love hearing. She totally knows how to use it too, because she did it at Walmart yesterday in the toy section followed by the cutest “Please” you’re ever heard. LOL!! Needless to say she is now the proud new owner of a little baby doll. I caved, but it was worth it! 
It’s getting so tough saying goodbye to her at the end of our overnight visits. I wish that she could just stay and adjust full time. But we’re getting closer and closer to that now. Our home assessment is complete and went so well. I had a rush of joy fill my heart when that part of the process was finally done, I just knew that we had done everything we could on our end of things and now it’s all up to the courts and God as to how quickly this all moves. I’m hoping that my constant prayers will usher in an instant court date, but I know that things happen for a reason and on the Lord’s time and I’m ok with that. As much as I wish I could just snap my fingers and make it happen on my own.
For now I am just indulging in the joy of feeling that all of my children are safe, happy and under the same roof. In a few hours her foster parents will be here to wisk my babygirl away again, and I won’t see her face for another week or so. But right now she is cuddled up next to me while I type, and brushing her little hand against my arm. Her hair is all wild and crazy, and it feels like real life. It’s a good morning.
