My Helper

So I'm raking leaves today and trying to cram as many as I can into the yard waste container. Since I am a towering 5'4, I cannot reach too far into the container to pack the leaves down. I started to use the rake and then came up with a better idea. It was entertaining for all...

COURT DATE!!!

We got a court date!!!! December 8. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE LET US PASS!!!

Busy Saturday!

I'm finally sitting down and breathing for the first time today. We began the day with the "Worth the Wait" Adoption Awareness 5K. Since Jason was working, I had to push Wyatt. It's been a while since I've pushed him and it felt like he's gained about 20 lbs since the last time I pushed him as well! Andrea and Lillie were there, which always makes Wyatt's day. Unfortunately we didn't have time to hang out with them afterwards because we had to go to Wyatt's first basketball game. The good news is that he actually showed interest in touching the ball, and even shoot it a couple of times. This was remarkably different than soccer. The not so good news...we got skunked! Yeah, those shots of his, they didn't reach the rim :) Its a blast to watch, regardless of the score. And with the YMCA, there are not winners and losers. Yeah right, we're 0-1.
After the game went shopping for a birthday present for one of Wyatt's classmates. After grabbing some lunch, Wyatt went down for some snoozing, which was MUCH needed. I'm now enjoying a piece of leftover birthday cake (did you know that food on and your own birthday cake don't have calories?) and getting ready to take a nap myself. Then off to the birthday party we go!

Wyatt's New Do

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Care Package #2

Well, the families I know of that had court this week have been heard. One passed, two did not. Unfortunately, we still have not been heard yet. But, the good news is, we think we've got a package carrier to Gabe :)

Maybe, Just Maybe?

We learned a couple of weeks ago that we are what is considered an open court case. Therefore, we should not expect a court date, nor an update until our case has been heard in court. That will happen hopefully soon after all necessary documents are acquired. Of course, you know me, and you know I've been stalking the blogs. I know there are at least 2 families with our collaborating agency that have court dates this week. Maybe, just maybe, our paperwork will be done. Maybe, just maybe, our paperwork will accompany those families to court. Hey, a girl can hope, right?

Church Quote

This is the quote that struck me today in church:

"Sometimes your plans have to fail in order for God’s plan to succeed"

What quote is more applicable for the Schlafer Family?

Seriously?!

So, I'm driving today to go get Wyatt from school. I'm running a little behind, but realize I'm in good shape to get there just in the nick of time. Its 5:40, I have until 6:00 to get him and I'm only about 10 minutes away. Its raining, and my boss' last words before me leaving work were "go slow, don't hurry, the roads are wet." Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. So back to my journey. I approach the on ramp to New Circle road and hit the typical traffic. The truck in front of me is stopping, so I do so as well. Unfortunately, I did not stop quite as quickly as he did (back to the roads are wet comment) and boom, I smack into the back of his truck. No damage to his truck, but my hood is looking nice...in a ghetto kind of way. I didn't know exactly what to do. Do I call the cops? Just exchange info? What?! Jason was at a dinner for work, so I call my mom. Her and my dad recommend I call the cops in order to make an insurance claim. I agree, get out of the car to talk to the guy I hit and realize I just locked my keys in the car. Fantastic. I try frantically to call Wyatt's school to let them know I'm going to be late. I call 911 to get the cops there. I call Jason (okay stalk Jason) to get him to help me figure out what to do about the Wyatt situation. Jason calls back and gets Wyatt. After 30 minutes of waiting for the cops, Jason and I trump my parents' opinion and decide my car is isn't worth the cost of the insurance claim and rate increase. I call 911 back and tell them to cancel the cops and I exchange info with the guy in the truck. The guy was a trooper. He stayed with me until Jason could come and let me in my car. Jason shows up, lets me in my car and we decide to go to the next exit to get Wyatt from his car to mine.
We get off of the next exit at a Shell station. I get Wyatt in my car and head to the YMCA fall festival. I pull up to a stop light (to leave the parking lot) and I'm in the right turn lane. The light is red and I ease of the brakes to see if I can go. Being cautious (since I just wrecked and all) I decide not to go. However, the car behind me had a little different opinion. Oppsie poopsie, they bump into me. This time, no damage done to either car. In fact, they barely bumped me. Thank goodness.
So, my friends, try to top that. Two wrecks and locking your keys in your car...all between 5:40 and 6:40 on a Friday evening. Not quite my idea of Happy Hour.