The Home Visit

The most feared night of the adoption process happened last night.  Our social worker came to evaluate house, kids....and everything in it!  I was so nervous that I cleaned out cabinets, closets, air filter, drawers and even gave the dogs a bath.  They even had their teeth brushed! Our social worker is a very sweet, well spoken and naturally relaxing person to talk to.  Riley and Ellie (who are very shy around new friends) sat on the deck with her and talked openly (AND POLITELY :) ) about our family.  Each had time to talk  and even argued over who went first.   It went very well.  We showed her around the house, including every closet and closed door.  Showed her where our formal dining room USED to be and that it is now a play area for the kids. Walked her back to the kitchen where she and I sat to begin my interview.  All was going well. Then Ellie yelled, "Mama, Sophie pooped in the office!"  I wasn't sure if I should laugh or cry, but it was what it was.  "Thanks, El, I'll get it later!"  The social worker laughed and is a dog lover, too.  Whew!  It was a long, but very wonderful visit.  I sure hope we passed...