Last babysitting night
From Saturday, here are some snapshots from our last babysitting night with our friends before they move.




Last night, Scott drove a Suburban loaded with middle school girls and their WyldLife leader to Phoenix. He flew home this morning. After a 20 minute nap, he claimed he was set until bedtime. Before he finally turned in for the night at 7:45 pm, he fell asleep eating dinner, playing a computer game with Adrianna, and reading a bedtime story.
While Scott was driving, I had the privilege of going to a quaint little French restaurant with my play group moms, for some mom time and goodbye time. It's so rare that we get to be together without being in "Mommy-on-alert" mode, with half-finished sentences, and applesauce stuck on our shorts. The evening was a delightful treat, and we each took home a delicious French pastry to our children's caretakers.
Adrianna received a new antique tea set. She couldn't be more delighted!




Last night, Scott drove a Suburban loaded with middle school girls and their WyldLife leader to Phoenix. He flew home this morning. After a 20 minute nap, he claimed he was set until bedtime. Before he finally turned in for the night at 7:45 pm, he fell asleep eating dinner, playing a computer game with Adrianna, and reading a bedtime story.
While Scott was driving, I had the privilege of going to a quaint little French restaurant with my play group moms, for some mom time and goodbye time. It's so rare that we get to be together without being in "Mommy-on-alert" mode, with half-finished sentences, and applesauce stuck on our shorts. The evening was a delightful treat, and we each took home a delicious French pastry to our children's caretakers.

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