Last week, Co-Worker Dave mentioned his lovely Mrs. was a little out of sorts…kinda crabby, which is unusual for her. I said to Co-Worker Dave, “I bet she’s pregnant.” I said that cause when I was pregnant with the Holy Tara and didn’t know it yet, I had the urge to yank Mr. Smiffs head off. There’s some things us women just know.
So this morning, when I got into the office, Co-Worker Dave tells me how when he got home yesterday, after sitting in traffic 2 hours, there was nobody to be seen when suddenly, his adorable, two year old daughter appears with one of his shirts on that said “Big Sister.” Hee! I knew it!
Not that I had a thing to do with it, but, I’m proud of calling that one. I’m tickled for this sweet little family. Tickled it ain’t me ‘spectin fo sho.