Last night Dylan had her first sleepover at her grandparents' (my parents') house while Eric and I went to a party. She has slept over there several nights before (while I was in the bed next to her) and has spent many a time with my parents. As they raised three kids all on their own (hee!) and all of them get along fairly well, there was really no reason to be nervous.

But, of course I was.

Eric and my mom kept thinking that I was scared both that something would go wrong and that something *wouldn't* go wrong (thus signifying that Dylan doesn't really need or want me). But it was truly the former. And since she was waaaay too interested in all the cool toys old and new that my parents had in their house, not to mention how unbelievably excited she gets to see Grandma and Grandpa, she really didn't even notice that Eric and I left - let alone that we had been there at all.

Did I want her to get all upset that I was leaving? No, not even a litte. But I realized that I had needed a little bit of snuggle time before I left and she just wasn't interested in being snuggly. Mind you, I also know that when we see her today, she'll most likely make up for it. :^)

I spoke with my mother right about bedtime and found out that they all had a wonderful night and Dylan went to bed with little fuss or commotion. So I was free to enjoy the party.

Which I did.

While I had not a drop of alcohol, I was in a silly and giddy mood that seemed to be shared by several people there. I saw old friends and conversed with new people. Yes, there were times I whipped out the photos to look at/show pics of Dylan, but for the most part, I was able to just be Me. And it's been a bit since I didn't notice me being Me and feel the need to comment about it to everyone. Very Very Very Cool.

As a tangent, I am convinced that when my daughter and H and J's daughter get older, they will be a force to be reckoned with. They are both too smart and too freakin' cute for their own good. Trouble in various forms awaits, no doubt. :^)

And now I woke up at a leisurely time, will be able to have coffee without the tiny hand reaching towards my mug while it's owner keeps asking, "hot? hot? hot?" (granted, it's the cutest freakin' little voice...) and a shower without hearing said voice repeatedly asking for me. Then I get to go have brunch with my family in honor of Hanukkah.

Today, on this beautiful Sunday morning, all is well with the world.


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Just Read:
~Something Rotten by Jasper FForde

Reading:
~Heart Seizure by Bill Fitzhugh
~The Mystic Foundation by Christopher Penczak
~Again, Dangerous Visions edited by Harlan Ellison
~Random parenting publications

Going to Read:
~The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon
~A Child's Christmas in Wales by Dylan Thomas (I think...)