Earlier this week I was tied up at a really long birth. I called home and gave pertinent instructions to Kalina, including how to get dinner started.
While I sat in the waiting room of a hospital over an hour away from home, up for the second night in a row, I noticed a Facebook message…it was a group message between me, Adalia and my teens. And the chat had me laughing out loud.
It started with Enoch saying: Where is everyone? And why is there so much pizza?
Well…I was an hour and a half from home…I certainly had no idea.
Then I read this:
Adalia: No fair! I want some pizza!
Judah: Where were you hiding?
Adalia: Maybe the rapture happened.
Enoch: Haha, the two people who can’t answer the question are the ones who saw it…
Tilly: I don’t know I’m babysitting.
Judah posted a picture of himself in his dorm eating pizza.
Then Enoch posted this:
Finally, Kalina chimed in: Well I guess I got left behind too…
It was at this point I checked my phone…and said: Wait, no one’s home? I didn’t get raptured!
So basically, my teens (and Adalia) totally made my night.
Sometimes laughter truly is the best medicine.
And for the record, the rapture didn’t happen.
Enoch had a late class and Chuck put the kids (and himself) to bed.