On Thursday, Justin and I realized that we had a scheduling problem with Friday night. We both had to work. No one could keep Maddie. So, I suggested he call his mom to see if she could watch her. She lives about an hour and a half away, so she spends the night when she visists.
"It's a go. Maddie can go spend the night with my mom Friday night."
"What?!? I thought your mom would be coming here and spending the night with us."
"No. She wanted to keep Maddie there, so I said okay."
Maddie has only spent the night away from home, one other time. She stayed with my parents, where there are plenty of cousins and aunts and uncles and toys to entertain her. At his mom's house, well, there's not a lot. Except animals, which I'm sure Maddie will love. We packed a bag of toys and movies, just in case.
Will Granny know to fix her peanut butter in a bowl, when she won't eat anything else? Will Granny know how to work the DVD player when it's too dark to be outside? Will Granny understand CandyLand, and be willing to play it with her? Why, oh why, did I let Maddie out of my sight?!? For an entire night? What if. . . ? And then. . . ?
Oh, wait, the phone is ringing. Maybe it's Granny and Maddie. Hhhmmmmmm. I wonder if she can keep her another night. . .
*Granny said that Maddie did just fine last night. And, she's keeping her tonight, too! That means no curfew for us. That means no worrying about a babysitter staying out too late. That means I need to go shave my legs.
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