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Well, it went and went as well as could be imagined! D who is 8, clammed up when we got there. The SW said he just played with the toys in the therapist's office and answered questions in single word answers. They took several pictures, and then came out and got me and took lots of us all together. Would you believe it was possible to take 54 pictures in an hour???
When his biomom went to say goodbye, D buckled himself in my car and then had verbal diarrhea all over biomom. He talked for nearly twenty minutes! It was getting cold and she hadn't brought a coat, so biomom finally said, "I'm getting sadder by the minute, I have to go now" and she did.
She handled herself beautifully. We took pictures for him with our arms around each other. We hugged goodbye. I felt very comfortable. HE has a thin shell right now over a quivering emotional mess. He's wanting to do homework which he never volunteers to do! I think he just can't deal yet and isn't yet able to share either.
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