Unfortunately, D wasn't able to stay here for Easter. He will have to find his basket next week. I did go to a therapy session last week, though, which was definitely interesting. It was me, D, and foster mom all in together, and it was a review of his goals and progress. One goal being personal safety. So we are working on that. Friday night we practiced stopping at every corner and looking both ways before crossing the street. But, after we rode around in the park a little, some mangey little boy asked if he could ride his bike, and D just handed it over. Nice that he wants to share, but man that's a bad idea. The kid didn't take off or anything, and the two played together until we had to leave. How're you supposed to handle something like that?
On saturday, we bought a dwarf peach tree and a plum tree at Big Lots (!), and planted one of them. Then D played basketball while I finished up and started dinner. I looked out the window, and he had a little audience watching him. The kids next door (probably around 5 and 3 yrs old) had pulled a little lawn chair and baby bike over to the fence and were cheering him on and talking to him. So so cute and funny. So at least he's been able to see that there are friendly, fun kids around here. I don't know if he had even thought about it, but I'm glad anyways.
2 comments:
how far along are you in the process? is it a done deal? if it is, you should start teaching boundaries to d. really start to ease him into the parent/son thing. i hope that it isn't too forward- i worked in a girl's group home for almost 6 years and worked with kids like d.
.......the color of love is white....it has all the colors.
Post a Comment