Tuesday, January 16, 2007

braid pics

for the other fostermama, who is also into braiding.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

We're parents - godparents, that is.

It's been a few weeks now, but we're still somewhat in shock.
This is how it went down:
We went to pick up Niblet for a visit. Her dad answered the door while her mom was still wrestling her into her outdoor clothes.
He says "she [meaning the mom] wanted me to ask you all if you want to be her [meaning Niblet's] Godparents."

After picking our jaws off the floor, we said that of COURSE we would and that we were honored that they asked us! fostermama was more brain-ful and remembered that Niblet had been to church a few weeks before with her "godfather", so mentioned that we thought she already had godparents. He said that that "didn't work out".
fostermama also hastened to mention that we aren't Christian, but that didn't bother him, either.

That was it.

Then we took Niblet, fastened her in the carseat and drove off. Totally dumbstruck. I mean, WOW.

Now we haven't had any more conversation with them about it, so we're not quite sure what they want our role to be in her life (godparent means different things to different people), but the one thing we're sure of is that they appreciate us being in her life and want that to continue for a long time.

It's more than we could have hoped for and all we wanted to hear.