I was given a days notice that my husband was coming to visit, but I wasn't allowed to tell the kids. Me? Keep a secret?!? Ha! Well, you should all be proud, because I did it!!!
He arrived at 11pm at LAX, so I booked a hotel room and made up excuses to the kids as to why I would be out late and up early (Pageant of the Masters and the dentist). What I was really doing was spending the night with the love of my life. :)
I put Jason in the trunk of my car and asked the kids to help me unload a surprise I picked up and the store. We all bawled like babies (not Summer...she's too cool for that). They were shocked and thrilled, all at the same time.