We got the amended last page of our homestudy very quickly. A person might think my worker was sick of hearing from me on the phone.
The husband and I read through it together last night and laughed hysterically. We sound so wonderful! Between the two of us we don’t have a single fault. We also started yelling, “LIE!” enthusiastically whenever we came to a total untruth – there are only a few and were more a matter of the worker assuming things. The husband decided that we sound so wonderful that people will be besieging us with kids – “Here, take 3. They’re small.” I reminded him that we are sending to urban agencies. They may think the lovely description of life in the rural Midwest represents the lowest circle of Hell.
We have faxed our homestudy to two agencies. Each of them have sisters in foster care. One set is 3 and 6 and the other is 2 and 7. So, fingers crossed everybody.