Nothing like some cool wet sand
Yesterday moring we met and brought home our foster daughter, F--. She is a pretty and sweet little girl, who I am sure will have moments of seeming otherwise, but not because that's who she is, but because she has been through a lot. She is 9 years old and fits into our family like a hand into a glove. She was crossing her fingers when we met her that her room would be red... as you know it is purple, but the bed is red and that saved us ;) Today she and A-- started school. It really is working well to have them both be the same age. A-- has been very good about showing her the ropes around here and at school. One of the most pleasant things we did was go for a picnic lunch and play by the river. The day went really well and helped us get off to a good start. I can't imagine moving to a new home with people you have never met before and the very next day starting school at a new school, but she is doing it with as much grace as she can and I am proud of her already.
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