A lost guest

We missed meeting Christian today.

I swept and scrubbed the floor, brushed the toilet, washed my hair, rushed to the store to shop and hurried home cooking a good meal, with desert. I put on a nice outfit and my baby looked like a little princess. And we waited, and waited.

I sent hubby to see if he was around. Nope.

Turned out he waited to be fetched from the station by us. He didnot even think about trying to walk to us by himself. He was here once before.

Oh Christian!

… but it was no problem. The food was almost gone. Hubby said the chicken was very very good.

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