A pile of toppled books surround me in the living room tonight. Two days ago Sean came home from work and told me we are officially an open foster/adoptive home! No more signing, no more paperwork. (For a season, at least.)
I quickly placed my online book order and pulled books off shelves around the house, printed off my free daily planner pages and settled down in the big red living room chair and set to work on lesson plans for this school year.
This morning I also tore the majority of six layers of wallpaper off the girl's bedroom walls and made a few trips to the home store for supplies. Nesting, it seems, does not just come with pregnancy.
In other new tonight, we came home to find our dog had eaten a pound of chocolate chips, half a package of rice cakes, a half pound of butter and one dirty diaper. I'm trusting the indigestion will be a lesson to her. And, yes, I know chocolate is supposed to be fatal to canines but this is not her first offense. She'll be just fine. And, yes, I know eating a dirty diaper is completely and utterly disgusting. She also likes to roll in deer poo in the middle of the winter.
Enjoy your night,