Week 3 - First Home Study Visit

We heard from our social worker over the weekend. Somehow, we thought there would be a period of time between when we first chatted with her, and when she would actually grace our doorstep. Nope. She's coming today. TODAY. All of the hopes and dreams for parenthood we've had over the last couple of years were channeled into a frantic house cleaning session yesterday.

Now, I know that the social worker is much more concerned about whether we're axe murderers in disguise than whether there's dust on our dining room table, but it's still virtually impossible to resist the urge to clean everything. So, our normally well lived-in home currently looks like a magazine cover. If we can only keep it this way for a few hours, everything will be golden. Here we go!!