My assistant principal is pregnant with her fourth child. When I told her about becoming foster parents she said a friend of hers had just offered her a baby bed but that she didn't need it. Her friend was willing to give it to us so I made arrangements with Korienne's friend and we went to the friends house tonight to pick up the bed.
Adrienne, the friend, told me how to get to her house and we were suppose to meet her there at 7pm. When we got to her house and neighborhood we saw some amazing homes. We rang the doorbell and her husband opened the door. This family is African American and I could tell when the husband opened the door that he was wondering why we were ringing his doorbell. He opened the door, smiled and said, "Yes, this is the house you want to buy. It would be perfect for your family. Would you like to take a tour?" He said this as he looked at the three of us. (They had a for sale sign in the yard and are trying to sell their home.) This was a huge house so saying it was perfect for us was a bit of a stretch. I told him that it was a nice house but that we were there to pick up the baby bed. He gave us a look like we were crazy and then invited us in. He kept saying, "Oh yea! Sure, sure." I finally asked, "Does Adrienne live here?" He said yes. I told him that we were friends with Korienne and that Adrienne said we could have their baby bed. He was so nice the entire time and lead us upstairs to get the baby bed. When we walked upstairs I saw the largest bonus room ever. I was amazed at all the space...then we turned the corner and it was an "L" shaped bonus room so it was twice as big as I originally thought it was. We took the baby bed downstairs and the entire time the husband (I couldn't figure out how to say his name) kept trying to sell us their house. He was such a sweet guy. On the way upstairs he said, "So...are we exxxx....ppppeeeccccttttiiinnnnggg?" I could tell he was nervous to ask that question but also thought it was a safe question because we were getting their baby bed. I told him we were getting ready to open our home for foster care. He seemed to like that answer.
They had three kids that were following us around. Their oldest was an 8 1/2 year old girl. Their youngest was a little girl, I thought she was probably about 18 months but she could talk really well so I'm not sure how old that would make her. (Wow! I am so out of touch with little kids.) Her name was Katie. When we opened the door to take the bed out her brother and sister yelled for her to come back inside. I asked if she was a runner and they both said, "YES!". Ooops. I asked Katie if I could pick her up and hold her and she raised her arms to me. She kept asking me where we were taking the bed. When I picked her up her sister looked at me with her mouth hanging open and said, "She doesn't let ANYONE hold her!" Ok. Then Katie started telling me about her boo-boo on her hand (that I couldn't see). Then her sister said, "She doesn't talk to ANYONE!". I was very happy to hear these two things from the sister. This made me feel like I could get kids who didn't know me to trust me and want to hang out with me (this is going to be very important in a few months).
When I got in the car Adrienne texted me that she had forgotten about meeting us to give us the baby bed. I told her we had just left her house and that she had a sweet family. She said that was good to hear because she hadn't told her husband anything about us or about us coming over to get the bed. :) I told her that he did try several times to sell us their house. :) When we left their house we called the number on the for sale sign. The house was 5,600 square foot and they were asking $620,000 for it. Davin and I both about fell out of the truck when we heard this. WOW! It was nice house. I told Davin that I was pretty sure he would take $600,000 for it. Hahaha. :)
The entire time we were moving pieces of the bed downstairs Katie kept asking where we were taking the bed. I told her that her mommy and daddy were giving it to us so we could have a baby sleep in it at our house. I asked her if she slept in a big girl bed (she seemed pretty little to be out of a baby bed already). Her brother said no that she still slept in her baby bed. This means that the very nice baby bed we were given wasn't the baby bed they were using for Katie. I wonder if someone gave them this one or if they bought a brand new baby bed for each child. Wow. Alea's baby bed came from Target.
Back to the title of this post. We now have a baby bed for a child 0 to 2 years old. That makes one thing we have for a child. I've been looking at Target.com and BabiesRus.com. Wow! There are a lot of things you need for a baby. How could I have forgotten how much stuff babies take. My sister has some baby stuff she is going to give us when we go to Texas next month to watch Pat graduate with his doctorate. I can't wait to see what she has for us.
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