A great chance to practice patience

Some parts of being a foster parent are easy.  Some parts are not as easy.

Being kind to biological parents can be one of the tough parts.  

These are the things I remind myself....

I had no control over what family I was born into.  If I had started life from a different position who knows where I'd be today.  

If someone else was watching my kids, I'd want them to be nice to me.

I want my interactions with people to be a good witness of what Jesus is like.

At some point in my life someone I love will probably have interactions with the CAS, and I want the people who deal with them to be kind.

This is what makes it hard....

Some people are hard to be nice too. 

Sometimes when someone is telling you something that you know is bull crap it's hard not to be all Dr. Phil.

When other people don't have good boundaries (like about how often to call etc) it's easy to get grumpy.

My solution?

Only answer the phone once a day.  

Only talk for 5 minutes and then make up a great reason to have to go.  

Remind myself that if I want to have contact with K if/when he goes home, that his Mom is my ticket.  

Consider myself lucky to have the opportunity to practice patience.  

Post script :)

K had a great weekend.  He has a lot of fun playing with the kids and Steve, and had lots of time to play the last couple days.