This is the story of a boy who was born with problems and ultimately removed from his birth parents and placed in foster care. He was adopted by a couple that both had health issues. By the time that Gabe was 11yrs. both had died. This blog is written from the perspective of Gabe's 4th 'mother' who has known him since he was 2 years old.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
The spoon
Every school morning I pack Gabe's lunch while he eats breakfast. I take out the dishes from the day before and make sure the pack is clean. Every time I take out yesterday's spoon Gabe demands, "put that back!" I have told him repeatedly that I will put a clean one in. Yet we have to go through this every day. He used to do it with the sandwich box too, but stopped that. He just won't stop with the spoon though.
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