Kirk had been in town for his work on Friday and offered to take Sophia down to SD early with him. Ross, Mila, and I, would of course follow after Ross got off work just a few hours later. Ha.... sucker....
Ross came home feeling a bit under the weather, and while he crashed on the guest bed (ours was covered in folded laundry--- you don't want to see what happens to my house on "pack-for --out-of-town day") I made the "could you maybe, possibly, consider, perhaps.... " phone call to my parents... and got the SUPER-Nana and Papa approval... "yes go ahead and enjoy your peaceful night while we enjoy our granddaughter. See you in the morning." Woo hooo!!
It doesn't seem like much. But with Mila in bed by 6:30, Sophia's progressively later and more difficult "8 o'clock" bed-time can get really tiring. Usually never really ending 'till like 9. So an evening for two from 6:30 on? Just what the doctor ordered. Har Har.
So we pulled in to town just in time for Mel's shower, which is why Mila made it into the shower post. NOT because I had her there. I had two free hands for shrimp cocktail and chocolate PB cupcakes the whole time. Thanks Ross. :)