Is he kidding me??

Last night was the first meeting for our second home study. We have done all of this before. Our first home study expired less than 2 months ago . . . we have to completely start over.

So, our new, and very sweet social worker, came to the house for our first interview. Did I mention that we have done this before? She was going over the information from our first home study and asking us a few new questions just so we felt like we got our money's worth. Hubby Rooster seemed to be doing fine . . .

Until she asked him to describe me as a mother . . . I did mention that we HAVE DONE THIS BEFORE, right? So here is what he says: "Mama Hen is very.... let's see..... firm. She is the enforcer. She is also very cautious about the kids safety. (2 minute silent pause from everyone . . . I could feel the sweet social worker pulling for me . . . willing Papa Rooster to say something that wouldn't get him in any more trouble than he was already in.) "Oh, and she is the fun and creative one who always comes up with what we do."

That was it.

The interview moved on and the sweet social worker could tell that I was a normal, loving mother. I am not worried about that . . . but what about the kids??? I wondered what they would say if asked the same question.

We went to pick them up from their play time at a friends house. And guess what . . . all three of them ran straight to me and literally climbed my body for kisses and hugs. I had been away from them for a total of 1.5 hours of the entire day. Guess I don't have to ask them.

Am I the enforcer? Absolutely. Am I firm? Of course . . . why make a rule if you don't follow through? Am I worried about their safety? Even when they are sleeping.

But you know what, those things, added together, and I guess, tempered with a little of that fun and creativity Papa Rooster mentioned, equal love in the eyes of my children.

And that is all that matters.

Oh, but don't worry . . . I will be re-preparing Papa Rooster for "part two" next week. I'll be fine, but our sweet social worker? I just don't want her to worry about Papa Rooster . . .