How can you consider yourself as ANYTHING!
Well, I mean, I have to consider myself as SOMETHING, don’t I? I actually consider myself to be a lot of things…Caucasian, a female, short, incredibly attractive…
Don’t you know most of all the kids in foster care are there illegally!!!!
Actually, no, I didn’t know that.
By the case wrecker telling lies!!!
About what? About when my respite check will get here? Actually, it did get here! So that wasn’t a lie. And actually, a caseworker can’t put kids in foster care. I’m sure they do tell lies though. Like when I say, “Mr. Caseworker, do you like this new pair of hot pink kitten heels I bought?” and he says, “Oh yeah! They look great with your pedicure” and really he is thinking, “What the hell is a kitten heel?”
How can you be so blind!
You are probably right. No child in the United States is ever abused or neglected. You know, except for me. And my brother and sister and all the kids who live in my house and well…I guess we are the only ones. What a coincidence.
To confuse the children by having them call you MOMMY???
Oh shoot! Didn’t you read the comment thread? You should always read the comment thread before commenting. Just to recap: I don’t have them call me anything. They can call me whatever the heck they feel like, as long as it isn’t asshole or Fred or something.
Did God give you the child???
I don’t remember God giving me the child, no. Of course, I don’t believe in God. But hey, if he wants to give me a child, that would be cool. He can consider this an open invitation. There’s always room for one more kid here.
If you are accepting monay to support this child then you are GREEDY not a caring person!!!!
I know, right? Because the state gives me so much money! I mean, I only take care of these kids 24 hours a day. But hey, I’m greedy! Like when we went to Build a Bear this weekend? I did it because I was GREEDY and I was hoping that if I bought the kids some really overpriced teddy bears then I could use the state’s money to buy an Auntie Anne’s pretzel with sweet mustard and a cherry coke since I was already in the mall. And guess what? I DID. And then I didn’t even drink all the coke. Isn’t that GREEDY? And uncaring????
You are NO better than a baby stealer!
Actually, I don’t have any babies, stolen or otherwise. It would be more accurate to say “You are NO better than a toddler, preschooler, preteen, and teenage stealer!” Or maybe “thief?” I think “thief” has a nice ring to it, huh?
May you seek God for forgivness before it is to lte !
Well, like I said, not a big God believer. And really, if there is a God and he wants to send me to hell for being a foster parent…….well, me and that God probably wouldn’t get along too well anyway. I guess I will just have to spend all eternity in hell with all the other foster parents, lying case workers, and the baby stealers/thiefs/robbers. Maybe they will have pretzels and cherry coke there. That would be sweet.