Two years and counting

Today, two years ago, we were waking the boys up from their first overnight stay with us! We fed them breakfast... played, had some lunch and then headed back to their foster home for one last time. Cindy, their foster mom had a little party for them with some of their little buddies in the neighborhood... and she asked us to stay and meet everyone. When we left, the boys stood at the screen door screaming and crying. That was one of the hardest things we've ever had to do. We got in the car and drove away waving to them, and had to pull over after we left the neighborhood... because we too were crying. In four days we had become so attached, just as they had. Tomorrow will be the anniversary of signing the placement paperwork. We woke up (way earlier than we needed to) and went to pick them up (we left too early as well, and had to stop and get breakfast to waste time) and the remainder of their stuff, headed back to the house. Our social worker, their social worker and the supervisor came to our house and we signed our new life while the boys played. TWO YEARS. In some ways I can't believe it has been that long, in other ways when you say two years it seems like nothing. But when we think about it... Snookie (youngest) has now been with us longer than he has been anywhere else that makes us feel more, ummmm, I guess important/permanent. He will be four in a couple weeks... he was one when we brought them home, and three weeks later we celebrated his 2nd birthday!