They thought they were just going for ice cream with the grandkids. Then they went up the stairs and found themselves in a surprise anniversary party. Mom was so shocked and so emotional. She makes surprises fun. Dad had such a big a smile, too. Had it not been 150 degrees up there, it would have been the best thing ever. Fortunately, there was loads of ice cold, home-brewed root beer.
Some of the group slipped away for the afternoon to prepare everything, while the rest of us made sure to steer mom and dad over to the bakery / ice cream shop in old town Pocatello at the appointed time. My aunt and uncle happened to be visiting and they just about spilled the beans an hour or two before the event because they didn't know it was a surprise.
We held the anniversary party a few weeks early, gathering under the pretense of watching my younger brother T and his wife J participate in a triathlon in Burley, Idaho, not far from Pocatello.
Watching them compete inspired me enough to want to do the triathlon myself next year.
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