Surprise Party

When you think of surprise parties, you think of some guest of honor arriving at a location and being unexpectedly greeted by friends and family. That's the way they should be. But the one that happened at my place was nothing like that.


I came home a couple of days ago and found my house decorated with balloons and other party paraphernalia. "What's going on here?" I asked my daughter who was busy with the preparations.


"We're having a party."


"We are?" Somehow I had missed that memo.


"Yeah," my daughter said. "It's my friend's birthday, and her house is under construction, so her mom asked if we could have the party at our house."


I looked around. "Obviously you said, 'Yes.' How many are we expecting?"


"Five. And it's a sleepover."


Guess that surprise was on me!


(In case you're wondering, the party was just fine. My daughter had it under control. All I had to do was supervise.)