This morning we told the kids to skip breakfast and just get dressed and ready to leave. That process still took an hour, but eventually we headed out on a “Mystery Breakfast Adventure.”
We didn’t tell them where we were going, just that breakfast would be served. We swung by Starbucks for some coffee for us and then picked up a few dozen doughnuts for the kids. And then we started driving.
A chorus of “Where are we going? What are we doing? When can we eat?” helped us down the road.
And as we pulled into a special driveway we announced (and by “we” I mean Andrew, because I was all choked up), “We thought you’d like to have breakfast on our new front porch.”
And they did.
(Our new house is already vacant and I cleared this little adventure with the realtor.) We wandered our four acres and enjoyed the morning sunlight from the almost-ours front porch.
We tried to explain why we couldn’t move in today. Phrases like “pending home inspection” and “we don’t own it yet but they’ve promised to sell it to us” didn’t really compute. And since we don’t know our moving date, we weren’t exactly helpful in sorting it all out.
The kids ran wild while the sugar coursed through their veins. And I could let them be wild in this space. Which is pretty much the point of our purchase.
I discovered the perfect little Garden Piglet and I knew this yard was meant for us.
There’s still a few hurdles before we call this place home, but it was a great way to celebrate the end of one season with the kids (seriously, they’ve been such troopers with all the house showings) and to sit and dream of the beginning of another.
Well, some of us dreamed. Others were simply concerned with the immediate future of their breakfast…
Praising God for miracles and houses beyond our wildest dreams today. What are you praising Him for???