A lot has changed in past few months. Our goals have definitely flipped from traditional adoption to fostering with the hope of adoption. We would definitely consider any offer of traditional adoption, so if you are a birth parent looking to place, feel free to set a spell an’ git to know us fer a bit.

No matter who you are, we hope you enjoy sharing in our experiences and maybe consider becoming a foster parent.

Here We Go Again…

A short time ago in a home not so far,
far away….
Episode IV
A New Placement

It is a period of giving thanks. Rebellious teens, hungry from hanging out together, have finished their first helping of turkey, stuffing, and pie.

Following the festivities, we manage to steal the secret plans to the Empire’s ultimate weapon, the DEATH STAR… Oh wait, wrong story.

Having recieved a phone call about a baby girl needing a home, Little Bear and his parents race home aboard their Delta flight, custodians of the knowledge that Little Bear could have a baby foster sister by the end of the week, and restore freedom to the galaxy…
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Baby Houdini or How I Stopped Worrying and Learned to Love the Swaddle

We May Have a Baby Dinosaur

He claws out of his swaddles.  He occasionally screeches like a pterodactyl. He even spits acid at Dennis Nedry. Sometimes I wonder if our Little Bear is actually a little dinosaur. And, yes, the acid spitting is a joke.  He spits avocados at Dennis Nedry.  


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Nicknames of a Foster Kid and Other Ramblings

A Rose by Any Other Name…

Nicknames are kind of important for foster parents, especially if you, oh, I don’t know, write a blog.  My understanding is that in order to protect the privacy of the birth family and the child, foster parents aren’t supposed to publicly share too many details.  When conversing in person, there are fewer restrictions. But even in private, there are things we aren’t allowed to share such as the child’s last name, the birth parents’ names, etc.  I probably took this a little bit to the extreme with our first placement and didn’t even reveal the gender publicly.  (For those of you who have been losing sleeping at night over it, he was [and still is] a boy.)

Just because I am on oxygen doesn’t mean I can’t strike a pose! Talk to my agent for future bookings.

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Adventures of a Baby Wookie/Groot/Ewok

Blog’s Out for Summer… But not Forever

It has been a busy five months.  First off, you are probably wondering what happened to our little Baby Wookie. (Auto correct doesn’t recognize “Wookie”. What kind of a nerd doesn’t include Star Wars terms in the auto correct dictionary?)

Baby Wookie is posing in a kung fu like stance
My Kung Fu is stronger than yours!

I inadvertently took an extended summer vacation from the blog without really meaning to.  Oops!  I am planning to do the next several posts as “catch up” posts written after the fact.  I’m not always great with my keeping my tense consistent and writing about the past as if it were the present will probably make things even worse.  Grammar fascists, you have been warned. Continue reading “Adventures of a Baby Wookie/Groot/Ewok”



Is it a ground squirrel?  Is it a Yugo?  No, it’s SUPERDAD! 

I may have mentioned it on the blog before (but I am too lazy to go back and check), but whenever we go to pick up a placement, I wear a Superman shirt.

A man wearing a shirt with the Superman Man of Steel logo
Ready to save the day, or at the very least to sit in the back with the car seat.

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Monkeying Around with The Baron

Monkeying Around

We recently escorted The Baron (Von Poopy Pants) on a trip to southern California. The trip went really well and there was a good deal of monkeying around. Other than the Baron’s luggage feeling incredibly disproportionate to his size, there were only a few small things that were different traveling with a small child.

A close up of baby wearing clothing that says "monkeying around"
The Baron enjoys the occasional monkeying around


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