Thursday, April 05, 2007

Don't Tell My Wife, But I 'm Getting to Like This Little Dude!









It was a cool, cloudy late afternon walk with my little buddy. I didn't have much luck getting him to respond to "No!" as we walked along a street, but we enjoyed our time together. I love his spunk! Unfortunately, he has never found adults to be worth listening to or obeying. He has made some progress, but still does things that are unusual (sticking his hands in the toilet and tasting the urine if someone forgets to flush it).

His mom is being released from prison today, so we will be entering a new phase, as she comes to live with her grandmother and begins visits with her son. She will have to get a job, take some parenting classes, do well on her visits with him, show proof of being drug free, and eventually get a place of her own. She will be able to hoodwink the caseworker, who has done nothing in the six weeks he has been in our home,but perhaps not the Guardian ad Litem, a lawyer appointed to tell the court what she believes is in the best interests of the child.

The Guardian ad Litem is coming to visit him tomorrow, and he also gets his weekly speech therapy tomorrow. He also gets two sessions of occupational therapy each week. The occupational therapist focuses on his skill levels. She says he is already one full year behind in "receptive language" for example, when an adult tries to protect him by telling him, "No!"

If it does not work out with his mom (she has already had her parental rights terminated on some older children), then he will be available for adoption. If we adopt him, he will be the starting middle linebacker for the Denver Broncos in 2027...guaranteed! He is an absolute natural.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

He is a cutie! I hope that whatever happens, he will be in the best situation possible. It takes a really strong family to be able to take in kids from such difficult backgrounds and give them a loving home, and an even stronger one, I think, to be able to let those kids go back to their families if that's what the family courts decide what's best (and how well I know that the family courts often have their heads up their butts in that regard). I pray that the scales fall from his mother's eyes, and that she for her part starts to make the decisions that are truly best for him and for her own life.