Surprise Visit

A few weeks ago (yes, I know this post is very late), my brother-in-law and his wife called out of the blue and said they were coming to visit. The house was a wreck, Tim had meetings, and I was trudging through the church project (which I will tell you about later), but none of us cared because it is always a treat when Brian and Melissa come to town.

Their kids are almost 7 and almost 5, to go with my kids, who are 8, 6, and almost 4.They love to be together, rarely fight, and play, play, play. Michael says that I have the best toys at my house.

I say he has the best pajamas ever.

And Caroline and I got to have important conversations about school lunch boxes and ice cream flavors.

I love those kids.

(And just ignore all the red eyes. I don't have time to fool with that right now.)

They stayed the night, and Uncle Brian and Aunt Melissa took all 5 kids to get donuts, which made them big-time heroes with my crew. Then I got to sit on the couch and have grown-up conversations with two people I don't see often enough. It was really, really good. Did I say really? Really.

So, whenever you're ready to come back and visit again, come on over! (Although now that I think about it, I don't think they read my blog. Oh, well. The rest of the family does, so you come on over, too! :)