On Saturday we arrived at the Dallas Airport later afternoon from a long five and a half hour flight from Puerto Rico. Of course Lauren and I both had to tinkle very badly. When we finally found the bathroom my phone rings, now usually I look who would be calling me and maybe silence it and return the call. I look my phone and it was my parents. Now since I had not talked with them in a week because we had been on our honeymoon and out of the country. We planed on calling when we got to our hotel but a $15 a min charge was quite a large sum of money for a young couple balling on a budget.

Anyway so I'm dancing the pee pee dance answering the phone with a backpack on my back. A man was walking into the restroom while I'm trying to block the door. I know he was thinking that i was a crazy nut. My father was on the phone and asked how I was and I responded quickly.

"I'm about to pee my pants, can I call you right back?

He responded just as quickly. "Well call me right back. I need to tell you something."

Now many things are running through my head while I'm running in to the bathroom. What is so important? Is something wrong with someone? Are my parents seriously mad that I did not call when we arrived at our hotel? Are they that anxious to hear about our trip? So anyway I get done and quickly call home.

I was very relieved when my sister answered the phone. I now knew why my father wanted me to talk with my sister. Well we chatted for a while and she said. "We came home to tell you that you were going to be an Uncle. We are about to go back to Dickson and Kyle and I came home to tell the family."

A tear of joy came to my eye. I'm so happy. I'm really happy for them.

"That’s great news." So everyone please pray for my sister as she is pregnant and Kyle as he is going to have many pains along with heather. I can see them laying on the couch, feet in each others hands and massaging each others aching feet.