I'll just deal with him....

Not very uplifting title I know but those words are taunting me over and over again. Monday morning (3/28) I received a phone call from Jonathans aunt. If you remember Jonathan was our foster child last year for 8 months and while we were waiting on TPR (Termination of Parental Rights) we were making plans to adopt him. On December 2nd, 2010 Jonathan moved in with a relative that wanted to adopt him. CPS's goal is reunification with biological parents, however if that is not an option the next best thing (to them) is family. We were heart broken, devestated, and we weren't for sure if we wanted to keeping fostering. We continued. Back to the phone call. I could sense the frustration in her voice when she was explaining how out of control Jonathan is acting, throwing tantrums, kicking her 8.5 month pregnant stomach, screaming "LEAVE ME ALONE", getting into fights at school-half way through her spill about Jonathan I interrupted and said "You knew all of this before you decided to take him from his life with us and try to adopt him", her respone "I know but I thought we could handle it" So needless to say she asked if we could take him back because she knew at one point that we wanted to adopt him. Of course we said YES! Here's the sticky part...As you know we have 5 kids, all under 4. The state only allows you to keep 5 kids total if you have 2 infants (18 mo and younger). Bret is 8 months and Biscuit turned 17 months on Wednesday. One month short and we could have Jonathan. I have never prayed to keep a child in my home, bring him back or take him away. I have always prayed for God to do His will and let me be at peace with it. I think God decided to test us. There had to be a way to have Jonathan back, there just had to be! I got on the phone and made close to 50 phone calls in a matter of 5 days..ok so maybe more that 50! We decided to give a 30 day request for removal for our current sibling set of three. They are possibly going back to live with their grandma on the 7th (thats been the plan all along). CPS has 30 days to find the sibling set a new home if they do not go live with their grandmother. I know, it may seem harsh but what would you do for YOUR child?! Back to Big Bro J, Jonathan's aunt was so ready to have him removed from her house she called me Thursday and asked if we could come get him and that her husband was about to call CPS and have him moved immediantly. I told her I would be there to pick him up in the morning (today), she said to me well if you cant "I'll just deal with him". Wow. Just deal with him. This morning I got up, got the kids dressed, and we gassed up the mini and drove 2 hours to pick Jonathan up from school. When I finally got there and we saw each other I stretched my arms out as wide as I could and said "Jonathan, I've missed you so much" ...now mental image..you got that?, he runs towards me, and right passed me. Michael was standing about 15 feet behind me. He reaches out his arms, Michael comes running and they have been inseperable ever since. The are brothers at heart. He has done great his first night here. He has asked to go to his aunts house once when it was time for bed. We are going to get to spend the weekend with Jonathan and I have to take him back on Sunday. He is going to be moved on Monday to one of my closest best friends, Carmen's house. She is also a foster parent here in Stephenville and knows Jonathan very well. He is excited about going to stay with her and he will get to stay there until the three children I have are moved to another home. Then he will get to come home for good! In the meantime, I am going to get him enrolled in school, soccer and maybe tball, if he can handle all of that. I can not begin to express my gratitude for Carmen. God brought us together because we sold her our car when we became foster parents to get a bigger one. Wow, did God have a plan?!. Not only has she been there every step of the way through our foster journey but God is using her to make us Jonathans forever family. She is ALWAYS there when I need her for something as little as donuts on Friday mornings to take in my child so that we can give him what he deserves. I am a little teary eyed. Theres nothing that could repay her for what she is doing for us. I do not have the words to say to say thank you to her. Thank you God for bring me a friend like Carmen. Saying "I love you" is not enough. Thank you Carmen and thank you God! I'll post updated pictures tomorrow or Sunday! :) Hope you enjoyed this VERY long post!