So, my local county is not particularly friendly to those of us who are creating families across state lines. We could not register for school yesterday because, despite my legwork, we hit a major roadblock yesterday. Apparently when a child from outside of the Commonwealth is placed in my county, the county wants a blood oath that if this adoption thing doesn’t work out that I will reimburse the county for her public school education.
Yeah. I call bull-hitsay.
Had I lived in a car or been otherwise undocumented, we might’ve had an easier path.
But no. I live in one of the most affluent counties in the country, and they have no desire to support adoptive families without nickel and diming us about public school tuition until finalization. My county supervisor will be hearing from me and it won’t be pretty.
The good news is that we are registering this afternoon and Hope is going to school tomorrow.
Hang on; I need a moment of delicious silence to contemplate this.
With the few hours of school related respite I’m counting on, I’m also going to try to wrap my head around learning to say yes to Hope on some things.
Helping her learn expectations for our home has actually gone reasonably well, but while we were unpacking her boxes that arrived and discussing the purchase of some new shoes for an upcoming event she shut me down before I could reply to a request for a shoe with a low heel. I hadn’t even had the chance to hesitate, but I suppose my brow must’ve furrowed in a way that suggested I was going to say no eventually. #nonverbalfail
“You never let me do anything!”
Now this, of course, is not true and was likely an incredibly normal outburst for a tween. But it led to 45 minutes of sulking followed by a hidden controlled cry for me. I have had to say no to a number of things but I usually give choices to redirect a no to a “here are your options.” Sometimes I need to just say yes, especially to the small stuff. Truth be told, I immediately thought a cute tiny wedge or kitten heel would look great on her and suit our purposes, but I never got a chance to say anything.
So this got me to thinking, how can I create some scenarios in which I say yes, if for no other reason than to reinforce that I can say yes, as much as I say no.
So, today we’ll look at some shoes on Zappo’s, and eventually I will say yes to a pair.
I will say yes to ice cream today after school registration.
I will say yes to Wii gaming. (I will later nurse the bruises that all those arms and legs banging into me because she can barely control her body. Turns out Wii is a contact sport.)
I will say yes to a trip to the trampoline park this weekend.
My girl just needs to hear yes a few times.