A Three Ring Circus

Picture this...

On Friday, Stephen had a telephone interview for a job in the U.S. We sent Lexi out with Baba and Lolo (Stephen's parents) for a walk in the stroller so she wouldn't be a distraction. I took a nap. His interview was scheduled for 1:30. It started a bit late, but I figured it would still end by 3:00. Why did it need to end by 3? Because we are having to show our appartment to future renters. We had agreed for several people to come at 3:00 that day. Lexi and the grandparents came home around 2:40. Stephen was still on the phone, but no problem, she was sleeping soundly.

3:00 the doorbell rings; Stephen is still on the phone, but I can tell it is coming to a close. As the phone is right near the front door, I usher the first people into the spare bedroom and shut the door. Explaining that since he is on the phone, they can just walk around and I will try to answer any questions before they are ready to go. Soon the other 2 visitors arrive; Stephen's still talking. By this time, Lexi has woken up and is HUNGRY (it's about a half hour past when I thought she would want to eat). I am in the spare bedroom with the door shut talking to the visitors; Lexi is in the kitchen with the grandparents. I finish with that set of visitors and go to the kitchen and fetch her.

The doorbell rings again. I am tied up with the baby; Stephen is still on the phone. Barb answers the door; ushers the young Dutch fellow to the living room. I go in to talk to him, Lexi attached. Everyone is trying to whisper - Barb is gesturing that Stephen is on the phone with a job interview. Doors are opening and closing. Stephen gets off the phone; all the visitors have left. Peace at last. Our place is good sized - but not that good-sized - it felt like a circus in here!