Almost Rumbled….

Thought I’d share this one from earlier in the week. . . .

The family went to visit my parents on Wednesday. Also visiting were my sister, her husband and kids.

About halfway during the visit, my wife storms into the kitchen (where I’m sitting on my own) and mouths a series of silent swearwords at me. I got the gist of it right away. My sister had just confided in her that she thought she was pregnant. Talk about having your thunder stolen!

At this point, we’d already decided to keep news of our pregnancy to ourselves. So my wife said nothing about us.

A little later on, my mother was in the kitchen with me when my wife came into the room again. With my mothers back turned, she tried to tell me something (about my sister) in a frantic series of gestures. My mother caught the tail end of this and went through the roof - I’ve seldom seen her in such a rage.

Well, at first we thought the game was up - “She’s bloody pregnant, isnt she?”, my mother raged. We froze, thinking she was talking about us. How were we going to get out of this one?

We were able to breathe again when we realised that my mum (not as stupid as she sometimes seems) had guessed we were talking about my sister. It later turned out that my sister wasn’t pregnant, but for a moment we thought we had managed the worlds worst kept secret….ever!