As part of our training to be foster parents, we were required to make a set of family rules. It seemed almost funny to come up with house rules, knowing we were wanting an infant or toddler at the oldest.
They’re broad and yet basic. Not super specific.
And of course, our first test of these rules, our first placement — two toddlers.
I considered reading all the rules to them (I think there are 7 or 8 rules) but in reality it wouldn’t make any sense to them.
Instead of focusing on the big picture rules, we have to daily remind them of the fine print.