This morning, we met with the social worker at the adoption agency we have chosen to lead us through our next adoption. Olivia came along and attempted to rearrange the woman's desk. We managed to limit her contact with the desk by putting her in the rolling desk chair and giving her a book. It worked for two minutes, and then she decided to use the infant bouncer in the corner as a chair instead.
Whatever makes you happy, kid.
In truth, Olivia completely charmed the social worker (as she does with everyone), so it didn't matter how many cabinets she opened or how many times she interrupted the conversation. Since we were familiar with most of the process and documents, the planned 2-hour meeting only took about an hour even with the constant toddler interruptions.
I feel pretty good about this agency. The social worker was straightforward about their fees and their process, and I left feeling like we were in good hands and wouldn't get slapped with a bunch of unexpected expenses at the end. We also saw that they provide a lot of services for pregnant women (whether they parent or place for adoption), so I think any birthmoms they work with will be in good hands too.
Now we start the process of collecting all the paperwork. I like to have something concrete to do, so this will be easy for me. We also have to put a profile together (picture book, dear birthmom letter), and this is entirely new for us, but I think it may be the most fun part of all. After all, I love to show of pics of our family and especially of Olivia.