Yesterday. The phone rang. It was D*S*S. The worker wanted to know if we'd be willing to do respite for a baby girl at the end of the month. Only for a weekend. The conversation went like this...

me---> "Of course...who are her foster parents?"

her--->"oh, Jon and Jane Doe. They'll be going out of town for a long weekend"

me--->"I know them...I did respite for Buddy when they had him."

her--->"Yes. They're good people. This baby is 2 months old."

me--->"really? what's her name?"

her--->"Tulip"

me--->"Seriously??? Tulip??? Is this Daisy's cousin?"

her--->"Yes. This is Daisy's cousin. She came into care this week."

me--->"wow. yeah. definitely. I'll do it."

Now. If you're wondering HOW I knew it was Daisy's baby cousin...she has an EXTREMELY unique name. In fact, when I heard that she was born (through Psycho Chick) I was like...really...they're gonna name this poor innocent baby....THAT!?!?!? So, yes. At the end of the month I have the privilege (and I AM honored!!) to do respite for Tulip. At least I have something to look forward to... :)