Phone Call

Alright, here is a story for you all....at about 8:00 this morning (mind you we leave for church at 8:45), we received an unknown caller. Usually we don't answer these, but for some reason I told Doug to go ahead and answer it so he did so by saying..."Konichuwa" (you get the idea) the other person asked if it was the Roberts residents and Doug said, "Yes, who is this?" After his surpising look, he motioned for me to get the other phone and mouthed....IT'S MILAN!!!! I really can't remember who we were talking to, but a wonderful man on the other side (nope not Charlie) anyways, his first comment was that Charlie was alright and a wonderful missionary. That he just had his interview and found out that Charlie's cards were stolen....oh my.....so we told him to tell Charlie not to worry, we'd take care of everything! (it's now 8:30 and Bry has the sacrament bread) So luckely we copied all the cards front and back and I'm on the account, so they have all been cancelled and we'll get new ones issued. (i still need to curl my hair and breathe!)Bry was a little late with the bread and asked why he was late, he replied that we had a phone call from Milan and needed to take care of things there. They said it wasn't Mother's Day...you're right, so we left them hanging. The boys got there in time, and I was about 7 minutes late...still breathing! But......the gentleman did say that our missionary was doing a fine job and that he was a responsible missionary, that pick pocketers and break ins had been reported more and more...good boy! WHEW! I'm still breathing!