Well, if your Peter Mercurio’s partner, you adopt him. This story is so made for TV it’s hard to believe, but it seems like everything is working out and that’s nice.
The caseworker told us that the process, which included an extensive home study and parenting classes, could take up to nine months. We’d have ample time to rearrange our lives and home for a baby. But a week later, when Danny and I appeared in front of the judge to officially state our intention to adopt, she asked, “Would you like him for the holiday?”
What holiday? Memorial Day? Labor Day? She couldn’t have meant Christmas, which was only a few days away.
And yet, once again, in unison this time, we said yes. The judge grinned and ordered the transition of the baby into our custody. Our nine-month window of thoughtful preparation was instantly compacted to a mere 36 hours. We were getting a baby for Christmas.