Today started as an ordinary day. It was our 12 year “dating” anniversary. Hubby had the day off work, and after taking the girls to preschool, we had a quiet morning cleaning up and hanging with the little babe. Around 11am I turned off the vacuum, and checked my phone to see a missed “unknown” called. My heart skipped a beat as it always does when I see the unknown pop up on my phone. No voicemail. I got a call a couple days ago about a sibling set who needed a home, and we currently are only open for one more child. I thought maybe it was a call pertaining to those kids. I looked up the number that I needed to call back and while doing that, my phone rang again. Unknown. In a flurry of quick information, I found myself saying yes to a foster daughter. A little over a year. I knew hubby would be ok with it, I see the way he looks at our foster son. He has the biggest heart of anyone I know. Next thing I knew I was answering the door to a social worker carrying the most beautiful little girl, in clothing that didn’t fit, mismatched socks and a diaper bag with a few dirty clothes. A shopping trip, a trip to the park, dinner, and a bath full of babies is how we finished the day. Today started off as an ordinary day, but it sure didn’t finish that way. My heart grew a little more, my house is a little fuller and we are officially a party of 6. For now. I’m blessed.