A couple of weeks ago, Charlie told his Mom that she was going to get to watch Stella overnight tonight for the first time ever.
I proceeded to freak out (quietly, in my head), and because I didn’t want to be “that” daughter-in-law that rescinded the offer, I said nothing out loud.
The saving grace? It’s rodeo weekend in our small Colorado town this weekend, and the local dance with a live band (which is 6 blocks from our house) is tonight. A couple of weeks ago, we bid on admittance for two and all you can drink for at the local fire department fundraiser, and we won it for $50.
SO for $50, we are going to drink and dance, and I am going to do my darndest to not cry my eyes out when I get home and my baby isn’t here.
Wish me luck.