Our resident black guy with a mohawk

 In early January 2012 Willy Jr walked through our front door with possibly the worst caseworker that has ever walked the face of the earth. How he ended up in our home was quite a journey for him, us, and his foster parents.

Willy Jr was admitted to the hospital in March 2011. After a hospital stay he went into foster care. He was living in a home where he had to attend daycare full time. After a serious brain injury and several broken bones the judge ordered that he be moved into a foster home that had a stay at home mom, so he would not have to attend school until he was fully recovered. The attorney on the case knew just who to call.

Step in Gina and Kevin, Willy's foster parents for 9 months. Without them by his side I shutter to think of what would have happened to my boy. Willy was assigned a new worker shortly after he came into care. She never did see him while he was in the hospital, maybe that was part of the problem, she never knew the severity of his injuries.

As a foster parent our job description according to the state is to help reunify families while taking care of the child. In reality good foster parents love those children no matter how they behave, and detest people who hurt their babies. Of course I believe in rehabilitation, success stories, not stealing kids from good parents and all that other crap. The truth is, after a few cases as a foster parent you care about surviving the kid and whatever else the workers, attorneys, judges and guardian ad lidems throw at you. It's sadly some of the best foster parents who don't last long because they care so much. (On a side note, Willy Sr is doing some extensive research in foster parent retention)

Anyways, back to the actual story, what happened to Willy Jr was terrible. The judge on the bench described it as "The worse case of physical abuse I have seen in my 23 years". It's not exactly one of those cases where you really want to help with reunification. None the less this worker that he had was really pushing for reunification. Without turning this into a bashing caseworker section, instead of a post about my awesome son, I will highlight some things I can not stand about this woman. She told me she felt like he should live with a colored family. Umm, colored?  Also, you don't like me adopting him because I'm white? How many other people you got lining up to adopt him, bitch woman? She filed medical neglect claims against his foster parents because he had ring worm. You know, because heaven forbid a child get ring worm. She has never answered her phone ever, or returned a phone call, ever. 

OK, ok, o.k. We met Willy Jr during a birthday party. We had known Gina and Kevin from our foster care classes and spoke periodically about the trials of being a foster parent. Gina told me when she got the call for Willy, the girls and I prayed for them when he came. I fell in love with Willy the second I heard of him but Willy Sr really fell in love with him when we went to Gina's for another party (we like to party). Willy Jr walked up to Sr, held his hand and called him dad. heart, melt. They played ball and talked about spider man all night. After we left he told Gina that his daddy came to visit him. How could we NOT buy him?! I mean, seriously.

This is his real hair, not a wig

It was several months of hell trying to get Willy Jr properly terminated on. We were in the middle of a move from Houston, TX to Tallahassee, FL so everyone knew it would take a while to get Willy moved to us and the judge made it clear that he WOULD be moving to us. To get Willy properly terminated on ended up being quite an ordeal. His alleged father lived in another state and was incarcerated. To serve him with papers required several state employees, across several different states, to communicate. By the time someone went to the prison to serve him, he had been released to a half-way house. So, the process had to start all over again. But, guess what?!?!?! yeah, by the time they were going to serve him at the half way house, yup, he had moved into a home for house arrest. Third times the charm he was served. This process took close to 5 months. Then, oh, hey, guess what, he has some great aunt who may be willing to raise Willy Jr. So, then it's onto contacting great aunt, background checks, home studies. Nope, she can't take him. After several relatives later (this is very common in foster care - parents keep naming relatives who can take the kids) they finally decided that no one could take him. His bio mom went MIA after testing positive several times for drugs. 

After Willy's TPR (termination of parental rights) it took 3.5 months to move him from Gina's to us. By this point we lived in FL and to cross a foster child over state lines requires an ICPC. This paperwork is NUTS. Our homestudy had to be sent from our caseworker to the ICPC office in Tallahassee, they sent it to the ICPC office in Austin TX, they sent it to his worker in Houston, TX, the worker approved it, she sent it back to Austin, who sent it to Tallahassee, who sent it to our caseworker, who emailed his worker in TX to let her know she received the approval. True story.

It took Willy Jr several weeks to not cry every night for his momma Gina and daddy Kevin. Even though he was very excited to move in with us, it was still hard on him to leave the family who helped him heal from the most traumatic event in his life. Without them, he wouldn't be as well adjusted and happy as he is. 2 years later all the kids now call them momma Gina and daddy Kevin. Their children are still his brother and sister. He still talks about his best memories there. His middle name is their last name.

Willy Jr has never once asked about his past. If you ask him, he says "it's in the past". The picture we have of his bio mom, he says all he knows is that she knew the guy who hurt him and he doesn't want to look at her picture ever again. That's it. For having been almost 4 years old when all of that happened, he is amazingly unfazed. He spent time in play therapy and was released from it when the therapist said "I don't know why he's ok, but he really truly is". Willy Jr is quiet, reserved, sneaky, has the worst smelling feet, and the most snuggly personality ever. I love him and trust me, when I say that should I ever come across the man who hurt him..... it would not be good for him.

He made this necklace for his brother and sister at momma Gina's house

Every night at 8pm he says "I'm ready for bed, then gets in bed and falls asleep before I'm done saying good  night. This, hands down makes him the coolest kid ever on the face of the planet.

Willy Jr's adoption 2013!