Last night, John and I left the frijolito with my mom for a quick date and caught the second half of a jazz show at Cafe Stritch. It was the first time to leave him in the care of someone and I definitely felt some pangs of separation anxiety as we drove away from the house, but he was fast asleep when we left plus we planned to be back before any needs arose, plus my mom is great with him, plus there are cell phones... and I know it's important to enjoy some time just John and me.
The show was fantastic and we got home with plenty of time before the baby's next feeding. And though I knew nothing had gone wrong because we had not received any frantic calls from my mom, I was very anxious to know how the first babysitting had gone.
We opened the door, my mom popped around the corner and I asked how it'd gone.
My mom looked really excited to let us know:
"NOT A BEEP!!"
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