come sit around me on the chair. both girls on their papa's lap, full of laughter, giggles, and smiles and papa loving every minute of it. it was the perfect picture of happiness and peace and perfection in our family. thank you lord! are raised or the choices they make. all we can do is pray that they will remember they are special and that there are people out there that love them and gave all they had, even if it was only for a little while. then, maybe being "only a foster parent" will mean something. 