8+ years ago. My Wife and I and 4 kids at the tim

8+ years ago. My Wife and I and 4 kids at the time, putting our money where our mouth is started foster parenting with no intention of adopting. The first infant of 8 we fostered was 5 weeks old at the time. He was in custody because his mom, with many mental health issues didn't feed him and tried to harm him....Sorry for the long story. After a few weeks with him the case worker came and asked us and asked if we would be an adoptive resource because the mom couldn't be located and no other family. We agree and suddenly grandparents show up. We assume they will get custody, but they are deemed unfit (Also mental health issues). Then the mom appears; she wants him but is clearly unfit (....I know, getting on with the long story). Anyway 2 1/2 years later with death threats to my family from the mom the whole time...a nightmare. Finally the district attorney had a parental rights court trial, and amen!! Moms rights were terminated. My family was granted custody from that point we were allowed to adopt him. February 24th is my sons adoption day. I have had many great days in my life and feel very blessed, but I will say there is no day in my 46 years that has had a greater impact on me, my life, my adopted sons life or my other kids of which we have 6 now. We celebrate this day in my house like a birthday. He will have a present, a cake etc. its a big deal here!!. I am seriously praying that Tuesday February 24th is the day we pass the Mini Evac. How cool would that be?