zoo day

It wasn't officially foster parent day at the zoo, but a lot of foster agencies were there. Three things:

1.there were also a bunch of amish looking people there. I noticed a couple of them staring straight at me. This was, I'm sure, for multiple reasons.

a) When I hold Honey she cups one of my breasts.

b) my bra straps were showing (and probably my bra on a few occasions)

c) I have 1 visible tattoo

d) We are a blended family

I only noticed a couple, but my hubs said they all were. I was trying not to stare as I'm sure they are stared at way more than I am. Maybe they were just curious, or maybe they were praying for my lost soul. Who knows, and who really cares.

2. there were a ton of beautiful families there, really this is not an exaggeration.

3. I don't know how much I want to foster to adopt anymore. As you know our darling Sweet Potato will be leaving us in about 2 weeks. I am totally upset. I got a little bit of hope when I saw all of the young babies at lunch. But this was the conversation I had with every foster parent I talked to. Me, "Oh, they are so beautiful! Are you hoping to adopt?" Them, "We don't know 'so and so' is trying to get them back." I just can't. And then you hear story after story of why the kids shouldn't go to whoever will be getting them. I know we got really lucky with our adoption with Honey. But I don't know how much more my heart can handle.

I'll tell you what it can handle. These sweet faces!

Isn't this absolute perfection (well, if there were two more in this shot it truly would be absolutely perfect)

Then to our surprise we saw our friends, dad T and boy J. J and Honey were playing ring around the rosy.

When you have kids as young as we do it makes it almost impossible to stay together at the zoo. One kid wants to go one way and another kid just saw said thing. So next up was the train sans T and J.

He is finally getting the fake smile down. (I have no idea how or why that is highlighted, and I don't know how to fix it) Goodness, don't you love those eyes!

We found J again. He's a great hugger

And a surprisingly good kisser. Look at Honey trying to sneak in for another one.
Dad T and boy J
I know this isn't in focus, but look at her sweet smile.

I cut my bangs, they are too long, but I felt instantly 1000 times cuter. If the young Aveda hairdresser would have found out she turned out to be someone who doesn't care about or change her hair every 6 months, she wouldn't have believed it.

What can you do