I didn't really know what to expect yesterday. I mean, I already think of Isaac as my son, but technically, his last name's not Schoney yet. And he's still thinking about the fact that I'm going to be his mom. So, I decided that however it went, I would just be happy that he was in my life, and that would be enough of a celebration.
His foster mom had helped him pick out a card, and when we picked him up on Friday, she told me that she wrote the sentence on the card for him, but he told her what he wanted to say. Needless to say, I'd been pretty curious about the contents of that pink envelope, but Dave made me wait till actual Mother's Day to open it.
The contents of it made me cry. And, while it has been so, so, hard not to plaster this blog with pictures of his cute little mug (which we can't do right now for privacy reasons), this card is too adorable to keep to myself.
Here is the front:
And here is the inside. As you can see, he signed it himself.
In case you can't quite read it, it says, "I'm glad that you're going to be my mom."
I can tell you right now this will be one of those mementos I will cherish for many, many years.