“You are Just a Little bit her Mommy!”

I continue to see my sweet little girls that I cared for recently as their foster mommy. They still scream, “Mommy!” everytime they see me. Yesterday, when I picked up my daughter Nia, I saw both of them on the playground. I rounded the corner and there at the fence was little P. She is […]

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Universal Language

I hold my daughter close, carrying her on my hip. She is chattering away as we walk down the sidewalk to her classroom. Another parent exits, and holds the door open for us to walk into the classroom. Most of the students are playing on a carpeted section of the room with a variety of […]

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