Grown Up Time

Something very interesting happened this weekend. Stacey and I had a night where we got to be grownups. And we didn't have to be in New York to accomplish this.

I'm sure an explanation is in order (otherwise, this would be a really short journal entry).

This past weekend was a (long awaited) wedding for a couple of our friends. Festivities included camping out (and having some beer) with them and several other buddies. Now, normally, this is the type of event that would probably wouldn't happen for us, because we have Brady. It's hard to relax and have a good time with friends when half of the time, we're running around trying to keep her out of trouble.

If this was something that was happening back on the East Coast, the solution is simple: ask one of our parents if they could watch Brady (Ask? Nine times out of ten they're practically shooing us out the door so they can have their granddaughter to themselves). However, that option is out of the question, since we're back in Utah.

So, we decided we'd ask her "big sister" (her babysitter, who also happened to be going to the wedding, but wasn't staying) if she'd be interested in watching Brady that night. Not only was she okay with that, she asked if she could take Brady to the county fair that evening.

I'll admit, I was a bit nervous when that was asked. It was not that I didn't trust her taking care of Brady. I think it was really just that flash of parental "holy crap! My daughter is going to a big event...without us?" Plus, there was a tinge of sadness, in that Brady really is starting to grow up.

I said that was totally fine, just double-check with Stacey. She had no problem with that either.

So, we all went to the wedding, and had a good time. Then, it was time for the girls to head out. I put Brady in the car, and gave her a hug. And of course, she was already thinking of having fun at the fair, so Mom and Dad were (once again) relegated to Chopped Liver status.

And they were off. And we got to go back to the party. This time, as adults, not as parents.

It was a lot of fun, though once in a while, I'd hope that things were going okay with the girls. It didn't help (or perhaps it did) that we had no cell service at the camp site. So, we really had no choice but to loosen up and relax.

Turns out there was nothing to worry about. They had a wonderful time at the fair. Brady got to have fun with her Big Sister (and vice versa), and there were no problems at all once they got back to our home.

They had a good time, and so did we.