We went over to J’s parents’ house for dinner last night. We had met his mom once before but this was the first time we’d be meeting his dad. I knew that they weren’t really on board with the adoption in the beginning so I was nervous about meeting them, although we were told they had come a long way in trusting J’s and A’s decision.
They politely and warmly welcomed us into their home. Both J’s mom and dad held Mini for a long time and were very affectionate with her. Our conversation was good and they made a strong effort to make us feel as comfortable as possible, especially Max. For some reason Max was more of a handful than usual. We went to the zoo earlier that day and he had fallen asleep in the car on the way home.
Then I had the brilliant idea of giving him soda at the hotel’s chips and dip thing. He was wired, stimulated, hyper, overtired, worn thin from 2 weeks of traveling. Whatever you want to call it, he was ON and in need of management the entire evening.
Miraculously, his behavior was not much of a distraction from the weight of what this evening meant for J’s parents. They were eager to talk to us about serious things and it didn’t seem to bother them that Max was briskly walking around the coffee table or chasing their two minature poodles and Mike and I were taking him aside every three minutes. Aye! Thankfully, both A. & J. stepped in and were so helpful in getting Max to settle down so we could listen. They both have such a love for Max and I was grateful for their help.
J’s parents enjoyed telling us many stories of their son’s childhood and they gave us a big stack of photos to show Mini one day. I told them that I’d like to make a scrapbook for her like I did for Max and I think they were really honored (and almost surprised) that I would do that. They proudly told us of his accomplishments in school and sports and it was really fun to hear about them. We laughed quite a bit and the mood lightened tremendously.
Before we left, J’s dad asked if he could pray over Mini and they gave us a hug goodbye and told us they knew that she is in a good family.
And that’s how the evening ended. This visit was definitely the hardest in many ways because we were kind of anxious about it, but it was really good at the same time. They went out of their way to make us feel welcomed and loved.