Yes, yes, yes. Of course we saw so many adorable kids. They amazed us with their precociousness, their beautiful smiles, their sense of humor, their rambunctiousness, the athletic ability, their brains, their adorableness. They are all so unique and just pretty much perfect. I could go on and on. But today, I want to talk to you about something else.
I want to talk to you about their caregivers. Their foster parents, their Ayis, their social workers and therapist. Today I saw what these relationships are supposed to be like. Time and time again I was impressed by the mutual love between the children and those who look after them.
I watched two nannies genuinely oogle over everything Micah did… and he oogled right back at their affection. I was in awe of the love and compassion Farrah and her nanny continue to share. I was impressed by how well the speech therapist knew every single child and exactly what would motivate them.
I was touched by the sweet personal stories the foster moms and dads shared with us about their kids. Maverick’s foster dad told us his favorite thing about Maverick “was that he was always generous and wanted to help people—when his foster dad was tired he would even offer to massage his feet.” Mara’s foster mom bragged about how persistent she is—“she is so focused that she won’t even stop her homework to eat a snack. She saves the snack until she is done working.” And Ferris’s foster mom, when he was modest and said he did ok in school she jumped in and told us he is not ok, he is great in school—he got 100% on his exams. She was very proud.
We got to really know these kids today. And that was mostly because their caregivers shared them with us. This role, this vital role is something that isn’t always carried out with so much love. But today we saw it as it should be. And I just want to say thank you to all of them. For being there. For knowing these kids. For loving these kids.