MUMMY' S HOME!!!!.....finally.
On Saturday morning very early we woke up when we heard a car on the driveway. Heidi became very excited right away because she knew it was Dad's car and started squealing and running around the garage.
With all that noise going on I couldn't tell whether it was Dad or not, so I just waited for something to happen.
Uncle Mike hadn't let us into the house yet because he was still asleep so I couldn't jump up to look out the window. So I waited....Heidi kept squealing, "It's them! It's them!", but I was sooooo patient. I just waited.
And then the door opened......and there was Mum! Oh! Then I was very happy and excited and gave her a big cuddle and a slurp. Heidi was dancing around on her back legs, singing her "Welcome Home, Where the Hell Have You Been?" song. Mum sat on the couch so we could both snuggle up to her at the same time and asked us if we had been good. Naturally we assured her that we had been totally well- behaved at all times and not to believe any stories about missing loaves of bread that Uncle Mike might tell.
Dad wouldn't let me help with the unpacking but I was allowed to jump on the pile of dirty clothes that was waiting to go into the washing machine. That was fun.
Now everything has returned to normal. Uncle Mike has gone back to his home. Dad went off to work this morning. Mum went to the shops to restock our food shelf. All is well in my world.
But...I am considering getting rid of those suitcases. If they didn't have suitcases, they couldn't go away, could they? Hmmmm.