Mrs. Knaff Turns the Tables

Remember when I told y’all that the Knaff’s were hoping their daughter would be able to come in for the holidays and bring the triplets? Living clear across the country from them the way they do, the Knaffs don’t get to see Connie’s family as much as they do their other three girls and the grandkids that live around here.  I think it’s been almost a year since they’ve seen those boys. As you might imagine, they could not have been more excited when Connie called to say that it looked like they were not only going to get to make the trip, but they were planning to spend the boys’ entire Christmas vacation with them. I hear the Knaffs were at the airport a full hour before their loved ones’ plane was scheduled to land to make sure they didn’t miss a single minute with ‘em. What’s more, if the three dozen pictures Mrs. Knaff took at the airport are any indication, it looks like a most merry reunion was had by all!

But, here’s the thing about two weeks. Turns out it’s at least fourteen days any way you slice it. From what I’ve heard the Knaffs’ three-bedroom home shrunk considerably over the course of the holiday. Paulette says she saw the Knaffs at the grocery store yesterday and Mr. Knaff told her they didn’t see hide nor hair of a silent night at their house. Mrs. Knaff shushed him and downplayed his complaints. She assured Paulette that he was just joking and we know she’s right. No one doubts that Mr. Knaff loves those grandchildren. He’s just a big old joker is what he is.

Why, when Mrs. Knaff wasn’t listening, he told Paulette that the Sunday before the kids arrived he was so excited that he threw in an extra twenty bucks in the offering plate at church, which sounded so sweet, until he added that the Sunday after they left, he doubled it!

Hugs, Shellie