Chapter 3:
It turns out that Orville is allerigic to dogs so we gave the puppy to Mr. Bones.
"Ah." he said as he looked at the puppy. "He will make a great guard dog." However Spooky would just rather play then hurt anyone much to Mr. Bones disipointment.
I have been here a month now and all seems right with the world. Neville agreed that he liked the name Chauncey and so the baby now has a name. However the boys have a little trouble with pronouncing it so they call him Chance insted.
Pretty soon we will have the Christing. Neville and Lydia went to the church to see Father Luggs. A rather big man who is always seen eating. However he can give sermons like no other in all the land.
The house was all in a flutter. This would be the first time everyone in the family will be here. Lydia had spent hours in town trying to pick out the best dishes for the dinner and curtians to go in every room. Shivers had even been spending extra time on his cooking, making a new dish every night.
The boys have even been helping. They helped Mr. Bones paint the shutters and polish all the doorknobs. Which turned out to be an even bigger mess for for Shivers. Paint and polish everywhere. Somehow I think Mr. Bones planned it that way.
As the day came closer Mr. Luggs came almost everyday for dinner. Shivers almost stopped answering the door. Mr. Luggs ate enought for 3 people.
Finally the day came. Everyone was up before the sun rised. Mr. Bones went around the outside sweeping the porch and walkway. Shivers was in the kitchen cooking up a storm. Neville and Lydia were looking over the guest room plans. I was keeping an eye on the two boys who were playing in my room.
"Nana." said Orville as he put down his blocks and came over ot my rocking chair.
"Yes dear." I said as I put down my knitting.
"Why are mom and dad all excited. Its not christmas or anything."
I laughed.
"My dear they are just happy that all your aunts, uncles, and cousins are coming to see the house. They are also happy for Chauncey."
"So will we get presents to?" asked Henry.
"We will see." I said standing up. "Who wants to go sing the good morning song to Chauncey with me?"
"I do! I do!" they both cried as the pulled me by the hands. With that we left my room and headed downstairs.