The social worker came and went within an hour this time. Maggie (our doggie) was much more polite, too. The kids were outside playing with friends and the house was actually pretty clean. We didn’t know what to expect. We are expecting at some point that our house will be inspected with a fine-toothed comb to make sure no chemicals are within the reach of a child, that all sharp objects are similarly out of reach, and that there are no obvious signs of an unfit lifestyle for a young child. But today wasn’t that day. Today was only talking. She asked Josh and I many questions that all surrounded the preparation of our home study report (which she submits to our international agency to move the process along). We had to answer unexpected questions ranging from exactly what months Josh was unemployed back in 2001 to the ages of all our siblings, spouses and kids. Josh said how old his eldest brother was and I laughed (as if his brother were there to hear my making-fun) and said, “He’s OLD!” To which our caseworker whipped her head around and said, “Hey! I’m about to turn –!” Tee hee. Whoops. Those darn brothers have me in such a habit of continual harassment toward them that I actually got myself in trouble this time. Bad brothers-from-a-distance! Bad!!
So after answering all the questions about ages (I actually made a decent and very sincere apology and indicated that the brothers deserve that kind of prodding but that she did not) we had to answer questions regarding whether or not we had given thought to the future care of our children should Josh and I suddenly… go meet Jesus. Luckily we are covered in all areas and were able to confirm with her that we have life insurance as well as plans for how the children will be cared for, financially and otherwise. She was satisfied with our answers and wrote everything down to include in her report.
Before she left we asked about our education hours and how to get scheduled for it. She will be getting back to us on the next class availability. All I know is it’s 10 hours all in one weekend and that the classes happen four times a year. I also have been told they don’t put a cap on how many people attend like in our last state, where the class had “filled up” and we had to wait 6 months for the next go-round. So it’s less stressful here to get the education hours completed. She’s also going to check into whether or not the huge book of education we did for our international agency counts toward it or not. Our international agency counts the book as ten hours of education- though it took WAY longer than that to complete all the questions and exercises.
So… I guess nothing very exciting happened today. That’s probably good. For the vast majority of what happens with an adoption (besides meeting the child, getting approved, etc) excitement is probably best avoided. Excitement may mean things are not going well, if you get my drift. SO I am very accepting of boring and steady. She said she will try to have this report submitted (with our final approval) within a couple of weeks and that the office managers there are pretty darn quick to do what they have to once it’s submitted. I don’t know what any of this means, just that I liked the word, “quick.” And I told our caseworker that I am suddenly feeling very anxious and I would like to get our dossier done ASAP so that we can have the ball rolling this spring. In Russia, you see, “holiday” (“vacation time” for you non-English) can last four to eight weeks. And if the person with your file goes on “holiday,” your file may sit there until they return. It is a big no-no to touch another person’s workload in Russia. Social unrest within the office would ensue. So it just sits there!!! So we would love to have the ball rolling BEFORE “holidays” start happening, if youknowwhaddamean. She assured us that their role would be done quickly. Then we have to do the dreaded dossier. And that’s a whole other entry. I have no idea what to expect with that at this point- except that it’s more paperwork than two people should ever have to bear.