I didn’t get to go to this show, but it had to be great with the multicolored bundt pan percussion.
I did make it to the show the night before, thanks very much to BabyO’s mom, who kept Willow from before supper Friday night until late Saturday afternoon. Not only did I get to stay out until 3 a.m., I got to sleep in, shower and shop alone! Excellent. And Willow wasn’t even phased by her first sleepover without one of her parents. The bad thing for me about a little freedom now and then is that I just want more of it more often. I told John it’s better if I just don’t take any breaks, but he had a better idea: he says I should take them more often, and that way they wouldn’t shock me so much. I LIKE his way of thinking.