The day has gone better than I expected. Picked him up at 10 this morning, and we'll have to bring him back to his foster parents pretty soon.
Dogs aren't much of a hit -- the little pup hasn't realized that jumping up on a kid is different than jumping up on an adult, and the big pup is wondering what kind of strange sheep we've brought home. Nothing worrisome, though, just adjustments.
Kiddo's been glued to the hip all day.
All the clothes my family bought are too big. Back to the stores. Kinda happy about that, actually, since others had brought piles of clothing and all I got him was a tshirt that says he does all his own stunts.
Is poop often bright green? I couldn't believe what was coming out of this kid.