Celebrating holidays with foster kids in the house can bring unexpected experiences. Yes, there is the trauma sometimes, but that’s not what I’m talking about (this time). Let me explain.
Helper and Excited are staying with us over the Easter holiday. These are the same guys who stayed with us over New Year’s, two delightful boys aged 13 and 7. So, when I was at the store, I stocked up on some Easter basket treats. Their regular foster mom asked that we make sure that Helper doesn’t eat chewy, sticky food, on account of his braces, so this year, I picked up individual serving size bags of chips, mini packets of crackers, and the like.
Their social worker wanted to stop by and see how the boys were doing. Sure that sounds fine. Ding dong. There she is at the front door, holding a very large bag. Inside? Five Easter baskets filled with candy. Yes, we have two kids in care and received five baskets!! Two for the boys, two for our permanent kids, and one for my husband and I to share.
The regular foster mom asked that we take the Helper and Excited to a local Easter egg hunt. Sure. No problem. Boys running around out in the fresh air sounds fabulous. And they had a great time, finding lots and lots of eggs until their Easter baskets were near overflowing. Guess what? Every plastic egg was stuffed full of jelly beans.
The court appointed special advocate (CASA) called up. She wanted to take the boys out to lunch. Yup. I like that idea. Having the a break for an hour sounds heavenly. Come and pick them up. The boys walk back into the house after their lunch, excitedly chatting to one another, each carrying another Easter basket!!
So these two boys now have a total of 8 Easter baskets between them. Chocolates, marshmallows, chips, crackers, Nerds, Whoppers, Peeps, Mike & Ikes – the list of candy goes on and on.
Did I mention that the boys start going a bit crazy when they have sugar? That’s why there foster mom suggested we don’t give them any. Ah…. Well.
Now we’re off to Grandma and Grandpa’s for Easter lunch. I sure hope there are no more baskets.