Sweet
Adorable
Funny
Chubby
Smiley
Cuddly
Little Man
Got
Kicked
Out
Of
Daycare
Today.
Yes.
At 10:10,
I missed a phone call from the daycare,
Saying I had a 1/2 hour to respond to the message
Or else they would start going through the emergency list.
Little Man had bit 3
Yes, THREE,
Children
This morning
And the rule is if you bite more than 2,
Then you are sent home.
Yes.
Little Man
Got sent home from daycare
Today.
I don't know what to do.
Seriously.
I am back to work.
Tonight was Meet the Teacher.
I had a millions things to do.
And I was sitting in my classroom
Crying
Frustrated
Annoyed
Angry
Clueless
As to what to do.
It's almost 12 hours later
And I still am.
When you take new foster placements
They always tell you to "assess the impact"
That the children will have on your home.
It's impossible to do.
I mean
Who in the right mind
Thinks,
"Oh, I might have a toddler who bites
And who might get kicked out of daycare for the day
(And forever, if it continues)
And I'll have to pick up the 15 month old
And figure out what to do with him for the day
And have a plan for that?
Not me.
God provided.
Again.
In many ways,
Despite my tears.
One and Two:
My sister, Janelle,
Is in town with my niece,
(I have lots to blog about our time together...
Just no energy to do so--
Let's just say I have begged her to extend her trip
Or consider moving here.
The extra pair of hands
And ear to vent to
Is invaluable.)
And my neighbor (Splashing Sarah) was home
And able to go pick up Dracula
And bring him back to Janelle
Where she, my niece, and Miz N
Cancelled their plans for the day
To stay home with Dracula.
Three:
I stopped at the District Office
To pick up a quick item
And saw three different prayer warriors
And opened up
And shared
And asked for prayers.
God knew I needed to see them.
Each of them.
Four:
A song on the radio.
(This song haunts me at times.)
Five:
This morning
During my attempt to spend some time in the Word
Before the kids get up
(I am NOT a morning person.)
I was expanding my reading from James 1 yesterday
Specifically verses 2 and 3.
Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters,whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance.
I started cross referencing the word "perseverance" or "endurance"
And ended up reading over and reflecting on 2 Peter 1:5-8.
For this very reason, make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness, knowledge; and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance; and to perseverance, godliness;and to godliness, mutual affection; and to mutual affection, love. For if you possess these qualities in increasing measure, they will keep you from being ineffective and unproductive in your knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.
I remember thinking
"Lord...what do you have in store?"
And then when this all went down
I was tested
And I failed.
Big time.
Ran for help from everyone
Except Him.
About two hours later I realized it
And these verses came flying back in my face.
I think I know what I will be rereading tomorrow
And probably for the next few days
Weeks.
Yet...
Despite all of God's provisions
It's been 12 hours now
I am
A mess.
Emotionally
Mentally.
I am full of self-doubt
Did I bite off more than I can chew?
I am full of concern
What if he does this again?
What do I do with a 15 mo old who gets kicked out of daycare?
I am full of frustration.
I talked to the daycare
They don't do
Won't do
Timeouts.
They 'redirect'
They talk to him about biting hurts
They read him a book about biting and how it hurts.
Sigh.
They don't give an extra nap.
They don't allow an snack at another time during the day.
They said they will "watch" him.
Sigh.
My licensing worker suggested finding a home daycare.
Where?
Who?
When?
Mostly, when.
Please pray.
For wisdom.
For guidance.
For answers.
For Dracula to keep his six little teeth to himself.
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