Today started out like any other day. I looked at my calendar and it was full. I managed to squeeze in some time to spend with a dear friend of mine- that made my day brighter. Then I came home and checked the mail. I did not check my email; I checked the regular mail. The kind people have to put a stamp on and stick in a post box. There was a mysterious envelope amongst my letters. It was from my son, Sean and his wife, Neisha.
I tore open the envelope and out tumbled a little onesie with these words written on it:
Well, I may not be the sharpest tack around but I certainly know a clue when I'm staring at it!! I started screaming. My husband tried to calm me down.
"What are you screaming about?"
I shoved the onesie in his face and he said, "Don't jump to conclusions"
I just kept screaming and I grabbed the phone and called Sean and Neisha.
"You aren't joking right?? This isn't a joke, right?"
"I just opened your package."
Then they laughed. I grinned from ear to ear; I knew the laugh meant I was right. They told me I am going to be a grandma by the beginning of next year.
My day suddenly got a whole lot better.