If I knew you were coming . . .

Word travels fast... especially in a small town like Irvine.

Last Friday I received a phone call at work from my mom, Sheila. Surprise! She was on her way to Kentucky for a visit and they were coming to my house.

All because of my article I wrote a few weeks ago. Good job Megan.

Emotions. Panic. Nervous. Full on panic attack.

What? I get that way when anyone comes over to my house.

Well, that’s a lie, just my mom and my Granny. Must have clean floors and clean tennis shoes in my family.

So when I left from work, I got my grocery shopping done in record time, my kitchen floor scrubbed and supper was ready to be put out on the table by the time they arrived at my house.

Mom, Joe (my step dad), Whitney, Buddy and William all piled into the kitchen.

Of course William ran straight for the toy corner and grabbed the Tonka dump truck. Mom looked around at all the pictures informing me that she wasn’t in any of them. Which, by the way, isn’t true. I know for a fact that she is in two photos that are on the fridge.

I can’t help it if William is in almost every picture in the house. I’m a proud aunt, just wait till his sister gets here! Oh, boy!

So, I went in the living room to get William just in time to see him giving one of Fancy’s puppies a ride in the back of the Tonka truck, and I reached him just in time for him to pull the lever to dump the puppy.

Of course Fancy was running around and around the truck not knowing what to do. And I jumped down and grabbed the pup before it hit the floor. They are only two weeks old.

I couldn’t keep from laughing at that silly child. He can be so funny, and if you didn’t know any better, half the things he does would make you believe he was my child instead of my sisters.

After supper mom, Whitney and me sat down at the table to play a few board games. We are so competitive that it’s sad. We laugh, we argue over a play that doesn’t seem fair (that’s usually the person who is losing), and we have a good time.

When they all left around 11:30, I looked at Timmy and laughed. It’s not everyday that family can come over and spend quality time together and enjoy themselves.

My family is just like yours. We laugh, we cry, we get mad at one another, but in the end all that really matters is that you love one another and don’t get upset if they only visit you once in a blue moon!

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