As an adult, I go on grown-up nights out. And since I don’t have kids, this really isn’t a big deal.
I leave my cat, I go out, I come home to pissed off cat.
My best friend, however, has a daughter, V. She’s four. She needs a babysitter, something my cat doesn’t require or would even acknowledge.
On a recent adult date night between V’s mom, Rose, Rose’s husband, me and my boyfriend, we enlisted my mother, Liz, to babysit V.
While at dinner, Rose told us how excited V was about the evening with Liz.
“Yeah, V said she was really excited about babysitting Liz, and that if they ran out of things to do, she’d have to think of new things they could do together!”
After returning from the date, Liz informed me that, during the ‘sit, her and V watched Maleficent. During the scary parts, V would cover my mom’s eyes and tell her not to watch because it was scary.
The next day, Rose texted me that V had asked Rose and Husband to go out to an adult breakfast together so she could play with Liz.