Last week (Monday 10th August) we were sorting out a few things in the house and paying several visits to the council dump to get rid of the rubbish. Anyway, I had hitched the trailer to the car and was on my way back home with my three kids in the car. We pulled up and I backed the car into the driveway to find my wife waiting for us. This is where it gets weird.

She was kinda spooked and told me a story.

She was sitting on a stool in our bedroom sorting through some stuff, when she heard a tapping on the front door - as a child would knock: the same knock as our 6 year old daughter makes.
Her first thought was "why is she knocking when the door was unlocked?" She then got up to answer it and found nobody there; but us backing into the drive with the car.

Was it the little boy telling her that we were back? We don't know.
It's just another odd thing that happens in our house.

"Was it the little boy telling us we were home?"
Aha! I smell a back story!