In a therapy conversation with one girl who doesn't talk much to the therapist. Therapist says something like: Is there anything you want to talk about? Kiddo says, very bashfully: "Uh-huh. Yesterday, I wore (other girl's) princess undies because Mommy put them in the wrong drawer. And I knew she didn't see me."
At dinner a couple of nights ago, I was laying out some changes regarding visitation schedules with bio parents. Pretty big changes. Changes that a few months ago would have rocked our world. "Do you have any questions?" I ask one girl. "Yeah. Why is the cream cheese on my bagel kind of messy, Mama?"
I love the way these girls' minds work!
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