I'm sure you're on pins and needles, wondering about our home study results.
Doug came over at 5:30. He was supposed to be there at 5:00, but we didn't mention that he was late. You don't bite the hand that can give you a dog.
All five of us met him at the door, smiling with polished halos above our heads. Jack shook his hand. Caroline was shy but Sarah was friendly.
We met in the living room to discuss our dog parenting ability. Doug sat in one chair. The five of us crammed onto the couch across from him, until Jason told the kids they could leave.
Sarah chose to stay and cuddled up with me on the couch. It was almost as if we planned it. A moment to show how loving, nurturing, and affectionate I am. Well played, Sarah. He'll give us (and by "give us" I mean, "afford us the opportunity to pay $275" for) a dog when he sees me play with your hair while you lean against me. Brilliant!
Doug was really nice and friendly as well. Jack didn't call him "Dung". Hallelujah! And the interview went well.
He referenced us as a "cute young family" while totally implying "who needs a Lab".
The next step in the process is for us to interview with foster families.... (after Doug types up his report on us, of course. There's a procedure to follow here, people.). But for now, we're moving along!
I will keep you updated on this (ridiculous) journey.