Recall, if you will, my post about the unusually high number of unexpected visitors we get at our house.
They just get better and better.
I scampered upstairs this morning as I heard a car pull up the driveway. I was in no condition to greet a stranger, so I let Dave handle this one. I poked my head out of the bedroom as Dave answered the door and I heard an older gentleman ask him, “Is your mom home?”
Oh my god. What?!
Poor Dave didn’t know how to react. “No. Huh? My mom? Wait, who are you looking for?”
After a quick line of questioning, we discovered that the nice man was trying to track down the old owners of our house. He apologized for disturbing us, went on his merry way, and we were left dazed and confused and… laughing.
My 37 year old husband doesn’t look a day over 17. Did we ever tell you how he got carded last year while trying to buy a video game? True story.