I looked down at the horse crap on my empty pant leg. “More crap, just what I need,” I thought. Being an amputee with an empty pant leg, I had closed my car door while unknowingly shutting my pant leg in the door of the car and then traveled all the way to Quarryville, PAContinue reading “Fostering T: The Aftermath”
Well, it is official: we are licensed professional parents! After several grueling months of paperwork, home studies, inspections, writing ten page autobiographies, trainings, and a water test (yes, really!), we received our license in the mail that we are approved Foster/Resource parents and are on the list to receive our first placement child. For someContinue reading “Pro-Parenting: Amputee Style”
Crutchprints in the Sand 