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Sunday, January 22, 2012

Memoir #45 Foster Daddies

My husband is the greatest and I wanted to include a memoir that is a tribute to him.  He is the other half of our dreams and without him I would never be able to do this foster-adopt journey.

MY DADDY

I am a lucky kid. I have a daddy that lives in my house. My daddy loves me, takes care of me and teaches me right from wrong. He says prayers with me every night at bedtime and at dinner.

 My daddy teaches me how to ride horses, play tennis and even teaches me to play baseball. My daddy sat down with me at the computer and taught me how to play games, and my daddy even plays chess with me. My daddy takes me fishing, boating and camping.

When I was sick, my daddy stayed up with me and held me even when I was crying and throwing up. My daddy held my head close to this shoulder and carried me to the hospital when I had to have stitches where I fell and hurt myself. My daddy put medicine on my skinned knee that didn't even sting! My daddy even lets me eat cheerios in his nice new car.

Everyone thinks that only mommies do all of these things. I don't know what I would do without my daddy. Mommy can't catch a ball, play Frisbee or catch a fish as good as my daddy can. My daddy is teaching me to plant trees, mow the lawn, swim, and even teach the dog tricks.

My daddy sits down with me every night at the dinner table and helps me with my homework. My daddy loves me and shows it. I've seen my daddy do dishes, fold clothes, clean the house and all the other things that mommies normally do. My daddy is the greatest!

I am a lucky kid. I have a daddy that lives in my house. My daddy loves me, takes care of me and teaches me right from wrong. I also have a "real" dad. I don't get to live with him right now, but that's alright I've got my daddy. I am living in a home with my "Foster Parents". My foster daddy sure is a wonderful guy, isn't he?

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These are actual statements from children in foster care. 

These men that they speak about are active foster parents and are unsung heroes.

Most of us think about the woman of the house taking care of the kids. But, these extraordinary men take classes, training, help with housework, and love the children.

They are men that should be recognized for their love, skill and talent.

Thank you Lord for all our daddies and especially Lord, thank you for foster daddies!



Children are a gift from the Lord; they are a reward from him. Like a warrior's fistful of arrows
are the children of a vigorous youth. Oh, how blessed are you parents, with your quivers full of children! Psalm 127:3-4



*Foster Children statements submitted by Michelle Gallagher

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