For some reason, I had it in my mind that the home study was going to be a big, scary interrogation about our lives and a very detailed inspection of every nook and cranny of our home. I was pretty worked up over this and spent a couple of days before our home visit making sure every inch of our home was spotless with a toothbrush. Okay, so I didn't really clean with a toothbrush, but I thought about it :)
So anyway, the visit went very well. I was worried for no reason. Our social worker was very nice and easy to talk to. We spent a few hours talking, Joel gave him a tour of our home and that was it. He didn't even open any closets, much to my dismay, because I spent a lot of time cleaning and organizing them and, hey, I was proud ;)
Thursday was quite the day though. Our social worker was supposed to fly out of Germany in the morning and be in Turkey in the afternoon. We had bought his tickets online and had forwarded him all the information he needed. Well, he got to the airport on Thursday morning and was told his ticket was canceled! WHAT?! We had no idea how that happened since we received a confirmation and reservation number and everything! Luckily, he was able to get another (of course more expensive) flight that was on the same schedule so he still arrived at the same time.
But that's not the end of it, not only had his flight been canceled that day, but also his hotel that we had booked earlier in the week. Apparently I canceled it. Let me explain. On Thursday I kept getting phone calls from someone and I couldn't understand who she was or what she was saying. She was speaking in Turkish, but was talking really fast and it's always harder to understand people over the phone. For some reason, I thought it was the airline calling to confirm our social worker's flight back. She kept trying to ask me if he was coming on Thursday and I kept telling her, "No, he's coming on Friday!" I had no idea it was the hotel calling to confirm his stay on Thursday night. So yeah, somehow I canceled his room. Ooops! So Joel and I were scrambling around at the last minute trying to find him a place to stay that night. We did find a nice hotel (again, more expensive) and it ended up all working out, praise God!
So to say the least, it is quite a relief to have this week be over and done with. We decided to go to the beach on Saturday to celebrate being done with our home study. It's always good to celebrate the adoption milestones; this can be quite a hard and emotional journey! So we drove an hour to the beach and the kids had a blast playing in the sand. It was way too cold to go swimming and we wore sweatshirts most of the morning, but it was still lots of fun!





I actually took this picture and I really like it

And this is when we knew it was time to go home for a nap :)



























