Well, today was our home study and leading up to it was a bit nerve wracking. For some stupid reason, it takes a major event at our house to make the hubby and I get on top of large house projects that we've put off for months. I'm almost embarrassed to admit this, but our sweet little boy has been sleeping in a pink cowgirl room since he was born. Now let me defend myself by saying that we did not know that #3 was a boy until he came out with a wee wee. Up until the last minute of pregnancy I was still convinced that I was having Ruby Soul Green. Isn't that a great name? She would have been famous some day. Where was I? Oh, pink room. Anywho, he came out a he and we have had good intentions of making him a boy cave, but the craziness of life got in the way and it never happened. When we scheduled our home study we figured that showing her our "boy" room, that is still pink, would probably send off red flags? Therefore home project # 257 was underway. A few things on my to do list were 23 loads of laundry, deep clean the house, make little man a boy room and child proof everything (yes, 3 kids and it's still not "child-proofed". Don't judge).
It was so very convenient that the day before the home study the hubby came down with a stomach virus. Remember me, the person who never gets sick? Meet the hubby who always comes down with something at the most inconvenient times. I do feel sorry for the guy, but throw me a freaking bone here. Poor guy would paint, lay down, puke, lay down, paint, lay down. We literally worked up until 5 minutes of her arrival on last minute touches, and thankfully it all got done.
The social worker was so very nice and made us feel completely comfortable with the hundreds of questions she seemed to ask. She even interviewed the girls and they didn't completely throw us under the bus, so that was a plus. When it was all said and done she just needed one more document and then we are on to the next step! Movin' right along.