Struck dumb
I never thought I’d live to see the day when our very verbal children were truly struck speechless, but I witnessed it a couple weeks ago, and it was priceless.
I knew April and the children were coming up from Florida for a whole month, but I didn’t tell our kids since I wasn’t sure when we’d actually get to see them.
So, on a hot summer morning, the children and I were snuggled in on the couch, reading together.
The doorbell rang.
I said, “I wonder who that could be?”
I walked over to the door, opened it, and moved aside so the three children sitting on the couch in the library could see the five people standing on our front porch.
All three Gemignani children had dropped open mouths, eyes as wide as camera lenses, and not a sound was heard.
For a full minute, they were speechless, then Ms. April (Am I remembering correctly, April?) said, “Yes, we’re real.”
Then we all started to laugh, and cry, and laugh some more.
It was a perfect start to a perfect visit.