Fingers crossed, things are going well!

We are five days in as a forever family and things are looking pretty good.  During this process you are prepared for the worst and our experiences couldn't be any further from that. I sometimes feel like the gloating dad, and maybe I am, but we both feel so lucky that our journey is going the way it is.

Yesterday Little One met some of her cousins, well actually they are mine cousins and their kids but you know what I mean.  They were all so excited to meet Little One and thank fully they weren't disappointed.  It was a little slow at first, after all there were a lot of them, but before too long Little One was charming the grown ups and playing with the young ones.  It seems that new family links have been made, just as I was hoping.
We also had a visit from some of the young boys from the Mews that we live in.  Little One was instantly taken with the boys and much more so than any of the other young kids she'd met.

Today we had a snow day with more kids from the Mews.  It started with sledging in the park (Little One didn't really take to it) and then along with the boys we built a small (and slightly pathetic) snowman.  Little One loved gathering the snow.  The boys then spent some time with us whilst their mother was out.  Little One loved taking charge and bossing the boys around.

After her action packed day Little One kicked up the usual fuss come bed time.  But tonight, as last night, it was minimal tears before bed.  The major difference was that in the lead up, and as the tears began, she called out for her foster father.  We both knew it was going happen.  In truth we had expected it much sooner but it still takes the wind out of you when you hear her utter those words.  Hopefully it's just part of her process and tomorrow our bonding journey will continue.