Friday afternoon--just about five pm.
The witching hour for moms with little kids.
Karli and Tucker were rounding up their three little ones when Brad said, "I think I heard the door."
I didn't hear the door, but I dutifully went to answer it.
School started for her kids today, so they spent Friday night here: we grabbed a fantastic dinner at The Keg and visited all morning Saturday, then they drove back north Saturday night. It was so amazing and such a sacrifice for them to make that quick trip.
And I thought that was the biggest surprise of the weekend.
I was wrong.
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