It would be impossible for me to homeschool, work on fine-tuning my parenting techniques delusionally aiming for nothing less than perfection (until the social worker actually meets our family) and get the house ready for a thorough snoop through. The peeking in the closets part doesn't really scare me. They're nice and neat. Whew. Breathing one small sigh of relief.
Look at them hugging. They are so kind to one another. ALL THE TIME they are like this. Sugary sweet. This is a good sign.
This one can now tie his own big old boot. Another a good sign. Shows independence. Great work Onyx. How well adjusted does he look!?
Better get back to practicing cute curtsies, heavenly harp lessons, elegant tea and crumpet serving, and Emily Dickenson poem memorization.....right after I give the boys fresh mowhawks.
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ooo...don't forget to iron the table cloths!!!
....speaking of ironing---what about the sheets?! And you can't forget those nice starched white shirts and jeans, and the fancy dress for the girlies for tea! I still say you have nothing to worry about. The worker will see your kiddos hugging, and thriving, and she'll know this is a great place to be! Best of luck!
bwah ha ha ha ha!
So funny.
Thinking of you, and praying that you don't stress too much.
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