I've Got Secrets and It's Killing Me

I love keeping secrets. Even though 98% percent of the time I cannot do it. Usually, I will say to Quinn, "I've got a secret". Then he'll look at me with a rye smile and say, "well, you'll tell me before the day is out, so why don't you tell me now." Well, phooey to that. Actually, the secret is being kept from the children, really on the fear that it wouldn't pan out. The Sharps are coming today (good friends of ours from Birmingham) and I am doing a little dance everytime I think about it. A little pirouette in the kitchen, a little head-bop when I make the beds, a little cabbage-patch when I'm walking up and down the stairs. It will be so fun when they pull in the driveway sometime late this morning and see the boys' reaction when they open the door to see them there. There will be much rejoicing and dancing in the street. Happiness will abound, especially since my parents left this morning and they were sad and asking them to stay. Forever. More on that in a sec. I also have TWO secrets being kept from Quinn, but, alas, I cannot share on the chance he may read this before the Sharps arrive. I may have to go to the hospital in a minute because I'm literally about to burst into a gazillion pieces because I WANT TO TELL. Please don't tell me secrets. Even if I beg you to. Ignore my promises of not telling anyone. I physically cannot handle a secret. I think it must be a condition.

My parents did leave this morning. We had a good visit. I have lots of pictures, but must get to tidying in a second, so I will not post them now. On Monday, we took my parents to the secret, magic world of Papa and Grandma's in Kosciusko. We took them for a tractor ride and rambled through the gardens. They loved it and I hope we can take them there everytime we visit. Note: the Natchez Trace Parkway is one of the most beautiful drives in the United States. Can you say, "no billboards?" It's just a two-lane highway that has no stoplights, no restaurants, no advertisements, and plenty of historic markers. And lots of lazy susan flowers, which I forgot to photograph. I had a wonderful time in Florida (lots of pictures from that trip as well) and really good visit with Mom and Dad. I'm glad I went.

Must get going to scrub the potties...