Yesterday while teaching, I got a text that said, “Our social worker is coming over at 11 today!!” as I told my students to never have cell phones out. It was 10am, and I get off work at 10:20am, and she wasn’t supposed to come until Thursday, my day off!
All I could think was, I hope they’re cleaning up our house!
I rushed home, and lovely enough the house was all picked up. “Oh thank you honey!” I said. “WAIT! Why is Finley still in his jammies! We have to look like we are capable parents and it’s almost 11!” I said when I saw the Elmo flannel pants.
“She’s not going to care,” Andrew said.
“Yeah, you’re probably right.” But I changed him anyway.
She came at 11:10 and thanked us for letting her come early since she was in the area anyway. We told her how quickly we cleaned before she came over, and she said she didn’t care. We toured around, showed her the rooms. We told her that we have done NOTHING to our place because now we have an adoption to pay for, but are kind of happy about that.
We said our goodbyes, and she said she would have our report written up right away once the last few pieces of paperwork come in (Medicals which will be in a week, CPA report and our reference letters. Thank you to our amazing friends who wrote them 🙂
Our agency just sent us a HUGE packet of papers to go through, and once we do and pay a HUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEE fee………… (Seriously, don’t even think about it)
We can get the date for our first trip….SOOOOOOON! Oh Happy DAY! I can’t wait to meet my sweet girl! Andrew and I are counting down the minutes. Isn’t that funny since we have never met her?? I just want her to KNOW that we’re coming. Just to know how loved she is! We’ll have to come home after and wait for a couple months for court before we pick her up, but while we wait, she’ll know!
I am sure, because of her age, she may feel shy or awkward in some ways when first meeting us as opposed to the little ones who are just happy and rush in. Luckily, Andrew and I can handle awkward situations and youth like it were brushin’ our teeth. Chalk it up to a lot of time spent with junior highers. A lot–we love it.
I want to make a picture book to leave with her of our home and family and friends. Maybe Lucy and Piper will have to have their own page…sheesh–those cats.
I love our homestudy agency. Any San Diegans who need a good recommendation, let me know.
In the meantime, we are taking our ‘on-line adoption classes.’ I know it sounds like a drag, but it’s seriously not bad, almost fun. Sometimes is hard reading what happens to kids in poor environments, but more than anything it lights a fire for us for adoption even more.
I’ll leave you with a couple recent pics:
|Little boy boy! (Don’t dis our dresser in the background! It’s Andrew’s from when he grew up)|
|‘Boy time’ with Uncle Matty|
|A Sunny Dandilion|
|S’MORES AT CHURCH!!!!! Best night of church EVER! I mean, right?|