There are so many things to describe the whirlwind of action that began at 3:30 this afternoon, or should I say, yesterday afternoon as it is now 12:15 in the morning and I have a load of laundry in. Our official copy of our foster license came in last Friday and we have had 3 calls for kids and we declined the first two, but today accepted a pair of siblings out of a grouping of 5.
I managed to rush home early and quickly moved items that may cause harm as we took a two year old and three year old. Squirrel called when she got out of work and I had her pick up a few necessities: milk, hot dogs, mac n cheese, cheerios, and apple juice. Not that we ate any of it tonight.
Originally we were told that the girls would be coming to us in an hour or two. That meant 5:00-6:00. Just before 5 CPS called and they wanted to see if we could pick them up... needless to say we only had one car seat that fit these two so they delivered. We knew we had a little time so we snuck a quick run in! Around 7:00 3 little girls were running around our front yard. After a small bag was handed to us and two red folders we now have the small two. When you hear in foster class that the kids will come in any condition, they truly do. Big sister was in her bigger sister's clothes and had peed her diaper many times so she was soaked and had blood from a head wound running down her back. Little sister was just big eyed and following along. Little is 2, big is 3. Both are still drinking from bottles. Crusty disgusting bottles.
We discussed very briefly with the CPS worker that dropped the kids off and she left us the booster seat for big sister - tomorrow we go out to get one of our own. Once the kids were in the house with Squirrel I noticed that there was a group of neighborhood moms with little ones all gathered across the street. Neighbors save the day! We received a box of big kid diapers and 2 sets of clothes and I really don't know what I would have done without them. A quick change of clothes and off to the Emergency Room we go. Oh, well a kinda change of clothes. Big sister did not want to change her shirt so she went in a shirt a million sizes to big and we didn't have any clean stuff for little sister, but she was okay.
In we go with two dirty, shoeless girls and the ER folks couldn't have been nicer. At this point we hadn't even opened the files to see how old the girls really are. Little sister is just over 2 and big sister is about 3 1/2... did I mention that big is in diapers and has a bottle (well, had). The paperwork we have states that big sister was potty trained at 1 (nope!). After the struggle to get vitals we were allowed to sit in our own room to wait. Containing these two is nearly impossible. There was crying... a lot of it. A few hugs... and when big sis went for her CT scan I swear there was a demon coming out of little sister. I was grateful that there is a camera in that room because this girl can scream. We were in there about 3 hours... 3 very long hours. 3 hours of little ones climbing over furniture, under furniture, general chaos. When the PA tried to clean up big sister I had to hold her tight and ended up with saline solution all over me. Squirrel had thrown some peanut butter sandwiches in my bag for the girls and she put them on a table since they had to eat and like wild creatures they ventured over when they thought we weren't looking.
After the ER we decided to grab some supplies so we drove very slow (wanted them to fall asleep) and I ran in to get some diapers, pjs, and clothes. I ran in the store with an extremely dirty t-shirt and smelling like pee. At home they tucked in super easy... we should have tried baths, but they were too exhausted. We then checked out the contents of the bag of supplies. 3 diapers, 1 shoe, and clothes for the bigger kid (that went to a different home). We got two kids and only one shoe.
As for the bottle... apparently one of the dogs thought they smelled delightful and destroyed the top to one. I don't think that will go over well tomorrow.
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