Today I ripped a bag of Doritos from my 2 year old's hands. I'm sorry, but a full giant bag of Doritos is not an appropriate bag of snacks to send your kid home from your visit.
The aftermath of family visits is just ugly. They are to keep the bond between the bioparents and the kids, but what it results is a foster parent's nightmare. After an hour of wild uncontrolled play we get to pull them back to reality and bring behavior back into a realistic realm. I'm not the one that has to be there during visits... luckily we have a transport worker that picks them up at school and then Squirrel gets there for the last 15 minutes or so and just has to wait for them. The visit was so rowdy today that the building security guard had a broken glass alarm.
Squirrel gets them home and then lets them run outside as long as possible. Once we get in the house we have to move on to dinner as quickly as possible to throw that anchor down. Telling them what is for dinner when we drop them off to school helps them plan for their night and their beds.
Back to the Doritos... they were so prized by Bug because her "daddy" gave them to her. He could give her so many better things for her wee little body. For the same cost as that bag of chips he could have bought a bag of apples. All his girls love apples. They also eat carrots like crazy. Cucumbers would be an option. Something with any nutritional value would be appreciated. This is super important to us with Bug right now. I'm afraid there may be something amiss with her growth. This week her WIC appointment put her at 4% for her height. With all the chips Bug ate she ate absolutely no protein for dinner.
All night has been screaming for mommy and daddy which I then put her in the "calm down chair" followed by her wanting to be close. Sissy is saying over and over again how much she wants to live here. I'm just waiting for 8:30 so that they go to bed. This behavior isn't their fault and I just need them to sleep.
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