Sky Pilot and the Therapist

Last night, I worked a double shift. It will be my last opportunity to make a little extra money before I start my new position, with "the dark side" of the department. So, I got home this morning had my daily peanut butter toast and got into my pjs. My hubby had all ready taken the older two to camp, and Adam had already eaten, but he was hanging out with me, anyway. I totally love this little guy, by the way. Im hooked.

Anyway, today is pool day at day camp, but its also therapy day. So, since I was going to have to sleep, hubby was doing all the taxi driving. I laid down in bed and of course couldnt sleep. It WAS light outside, and hot, so I had a legitimate excuse. I peeked out the window and saw a scene which just warmed my heart. There was my hubby and Adam working together in the drive way. We have just sold our camper and hubby is getting it ready for its new owner tomorrow. Anyway, hubby is out there doing man things with his big manly leather gloves on, and little Adam is right beside him, with his little gardening gloves on, and he's cranking the crank for the hitch under hubby's watchful eye. It was nice.

For those of you who are preparing to embark on the older child adoption journey, this was one of those moments that make it all worth it. It was a true, "Ah Hah!" moment.

I went and laid back down, and noticed that "Leave it to Beaver" was coming on. I had to watch, because I love that stupid show. Five minutes into it, Adam comes in and sits on the bed. I tell him what Im watching. He has a hard time grasping the name of the show, so when dad comes in, he says, "Dad come watch 'Stay Beaver'" LOL.

They watched it with me, well they watched it and I fell asleep. I woke up around 1 pm to the sound of ALL my kids in the kitchen. So, I got up. Hubby had picked them up from camp to attend the therapy appointment. THen he was going to bring them back to the camp for swimming.

We have a friend who has an internet radio show, and he is the dj. My hubby had told him how our daughter, Sasha had loved the song "Sky Pilot" by Eric Burdon and the Animals (yes, his influence there) and he said he would play it and dedicate it to her.

So, he brought the kids home to plop in front of the computer while eating thier lunch. I have no idea what they had, as the bowls were empty by the time I stumbled out. I asked hubby but he's not telling. Anyway, the show came on, and our friend said: "I have a special request going out to a good friend, and former boss actually, this is for his daughter (insert name here)because she loves the song and I also want to say hi to (insert names of boys here). It was really nice. Then he played the song and all the kids sang to it.

I guess therapy was hard, so it was nice to have a nice surprise like that for them afterwards. I guess Nick locked up tighter than a drum during therapy, but Sasha climbed up into the therapist lap and sobbed. She talked about her birth mom, while getting most of the information incorrect, which I will address at some point. They dont even remember thier birth mom's real name, they call her some other name.

Once the radio show and lunch were over, dh transported them back to camp to swim, and I went back to sleep. I was due back to work in just a few hours. Ick.

I want more information on what happened at therapy, but today, hubby and I are like two ships passing in the night, pausing briefly for Stay Beaver and mystery lunches.