Oh, how I love my husband. While I will be running around with Chase in the morning buying the final party supplies, he has offered to stay home and clean the house. Now, I'm not sure if this is more because he wants to be helpful or if he just wants to get out of shopping. And to be honest. I. Don't. Care. I would much rather shop than clean so this works out well for us both. Cole has offered to stay home and help with the cleaning. That should be good. He can be a good cleaner/helper when he really wants to be, he just usually doesn't want to be.
So, why all the cleaning anyway? We are having some much-anticipated company starting this afternoon. My parents are coming and Scott's Uncle Art, Aunt Judy (hee hee - sounds funny saying "Aunt" Judy), and Kelly are coming, too. They will all be here til Sunday. We haven't see the Port Elgin Garrows since...well... since... umm.... Ok, it's obviously been too long since I can't even remember the last time we saw them. We are really happy they are coming.
Tomorrow is the big party so I'd better get going and label some party bags or something.