The fact that in the upheaval of the morning his previous foster parents forgot to give C his meds may or may not pay a very significant role -- I desperately hope that it is a key factor and that tomorrow is better.
All of the behaviors described to us by the caseworker and previous parents (defiance, refusal to pick up after himself, etc) sounded like normal and correctable boy behavior (at least normal in our house), but it's nothing like we expected. It truly feels as if our words don't even get through to him.
As of right now, I can't imagine that he'll be able to go to JICS -- I think his needs may be much greater than our school can meet. Based on how things go tomorrow and Monday with his normal medication, we do still plan to let him shadow on Tuesday -- I guess in the hopes that a school environment and fabulous teacher will help, but I find myself mentally preparing for a few months of multiple schools.
Charlie seems to be doing quite well with it all. C is definitely fun to play with (slackline, nerf guns, skateboards, etc -- all at full tilt), but the moments of defiance are confusing to him.
Training prepared us for it to be hard. Other foster parents told us that it would be hard. Bair counseled us how to handle the hard times. And in all fairness, nothing has reached the point of us considering calling the On-Call number for help... I guess I really just didn't understand the scope of "hard" until now or the feeling of helplessness that comes from knowing we are only 6 hours into a 3 or more month commitment.
"I can do all things through him who strengthens me."
(Philippians 4:13)
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