The kiddos had a mixed reaction to going home.
They definitely want mom. As Little D put it, "I want to keep her!"
BUT when I told them they were going home they did not so much as blink an eye. I repeated myself and there still was no response. After a bit Big D said, "To my house?"
Cookie then wanted to make sure she had all her dresses. When the driver came they wanted to carry their things into the car, but Cookie was anything but cooperative and wouldn't allow us to buckle her in.
They were anxious to go and a tad bit unsure about leaving.
Steve was sad he wasn't here to say goodbye. He and Missy are at Children's Hospital. I am much relieved and will admit to pray that these three go home sooner than later. I felt this was more than I could properly keep a handle on, maybe it's because the girls' have been SO very busy and I've felt like I'm not able keep everything up like I want it.
One thing is true. We introduced them to prayer, Bible songs and stories. They loved worship time, though they continually made noise and tried to be the center of attention for the whole time. My prayer is that God will go with them and they will live the life they deserve.