The best thing happened to me after church yesterday. My dad gave me a watermelon at church. (No, it wasn’t a bribe to get me to go to church. I really love going! Honest!!!)
After that, I went to the grocery store and bought several bags of groceries.
So when I pulled into my driveway, I called G-Man and asked him to carry in the melon for me. After we disconnected, I stuck the phone in my shirt and started loading up bags of munchies.
In a few moments, I started hearing the most delightful voices. They were happy, chipper, sweet and full of giggles and laughter.
At first I thought I’d hit some cartoon video on my phone. But I kept hearing the same words again and again–“Hello? Aunt SueSue?” And lots of giggling.
Finally, I got where I could put down my packages and pulled out my phone. I’d accidentally FaceTimed my niece Ashley and her oldest daughter answered the phone.
This is one of the gigglers, Ashley’s middle daughter. She’s a doll!
Okay, I FaceTimed, for them it was more of a . . . well . . . chest time. Oy!
When I pulled out my phone, the girls all were still giggling and having a great time, so maybe they weren’t too traumatized by the experience.
Ashley’s oldest giggling daughter a few years ago at Thanksgiving.
The funny thing is, they couldn’t hear what I was saying, but I could hear them perfectly. I just hope they could read my lips when I said, “I love you, too!”
Ashley and her youngest giggler.
So if you couldn’t read my lips, I do, too, guys!
