It’s a “done deal” !!!

Hey, guys. It’s Rick. I started putting this post together back when Keon and I were thinking about doing our own blog. So, it’s been several months in the making. I told David and Ben about it – and e-mailed them some of the pics so they’d know what I was gonna post. I was concerned because I know “Jingle” doesn’t like “snippet” posts. David said he’d e-mail a “heads-up” to Jingle… then he said to go ahead with the post. I hope Jingle isn’t offended – and I hope at least some of you like these pics as much as Keon and I like ’em!

I can’t believe how fast this happened. Keon called me at work yesterday morning about 10 o’clock. He said our attorney had just called and wanted to know if he and I and Travon could be at an adoption hearing at 3:00 p.m. We said, “Of course.”
So, we got there a little before 3, and talked with our attorney and the Family Services guy for a few minutes… then went into the judges’ chambers. The judge motioned for us to sit – so we did… while she read through a stack of papers. She finally looked up and said, “I’ve read the “petition to adopt;” the sworn statement of “Mr. D” of the Division of Family Services; and the birth mother’s voluntary termination of parental rights. I have also read the sworn statements of your minister and your day-care provider. In addition, I have reviewed the character references submitted. I am impressed with what I understand to be the remarkable progress Travon has shown since being in your care. Then she looked at Travon and asked “Travon, do you like living in your new home?” He said “Yes.” She said “What’s the best thing about it.” He thought for a few seconds and said “No one hits me or calls me bad names.” The judge seemed stunned and was quiet for a few seconds. Then she said, “Anything else you like about it?” Travon said, “I like that I get to eat when I want… and I like having lots of clothes.” The judge made a few notes and asked, “Is there anything you DON’T like about it?” Travon was quiet for a little while then said, “I like that I Have friends and my Dads read to me and Muff and me have our own room.” The judge said, “Who’s Muff?” Travon grinned and said “He’s my dog. He has big, floppy ears and he sleeps with me.” Keon cleared his throat and said, “Your honor, Muff is a stuffed animal we got for Travon at Toys R Us.” The judge smiled – then looked at Keon and me and said, “Do you men have ANY idea what you’re getting yourself into? Do you understand you’re taking on all the responsibilities of parenthood and sometimes that’s hard. VERY HARD. We’re talking about a real, live human being. And that means regular meals and doctor’s appointments and school and homework and soccer practice and patience and forgiveness and sickness and discipline and more expense than you can possibly imagine.” Keon stood and said, “Your honor. We’ve been Travon’s foster parents for a while and we understand what we’re getting into. We love him and will do everything it takes to make sure he has a safe, happy home – and grows into the man we know he can be.”
The judge said, “I’m approving the adoption, and I’m holding you to that.” The judge signed some papers and we all shook hands and left.
And just like that. It’s a done deal.
When we got home, I asked Travon if he understood what had happened in the judge’s chambers. He said, “I think it means I don’t ever half to leave here now.” I said, “You got that right, dude.” And He and I and Keon all had a big group hug.