Recently we installed a merry-go-round in the back yard. It is quickly becoming a favorite activity among most of the children, and Trey would be perfectly happy to spend his whole afternoon whirling round and round. Evan's OK with Trey's merry-go-round obsession, as long as it doesn't interfere with his foster mom's plans to take the two boys home.
The other afternoon, Evan noticed his foster mom had arrived. Before she could even ask the boys to leave, Evan was already walking over to the merry-go-round, patiently explaining to Trey that it was time to go.
"Let's go home," Evan politely suggested.
Trey continued going round and round on the merry-go-round.
"We need to have lunch."
No response from Trey.
"Trey! Let's go!"
Trey shakes his head no and hangs on for another round.
Finally, with Evan's foster mom finally on the scene encouraging the two boys to leave, Trey agreed to go. And like any good big brother, Evan was right there to help make sure he got both feet planted firmly on the ground.
The two boys happily walked off with Evan's foster mom, and went home to eat lunch, leaving the merry-go-round to wait for another day.