It's Superbowl week (in retrospect)

This recent week Lynette and I needed a babysitter. We called Laura, my good friend and ex-coworker at the restaurant. When she left to find another job I mentioned maybe calling her to babysit some day. She said yes, then made sure to bring up the subject again. Just in case I was just making conversation, she wanted me to know that she was serious. She wanted to babysit.

Lynette's parents and our schedule gave us little to no need to have Laura babysit, but this most recent Friday, we called Laura and her mother, Carol. Carol practically begged to babysit and when I called to confirm she interrupted me to say, "You better not be calling to cancel." So Carol and Laura hung out at our place last Friday to watch the baby and dog and some TV. Near the end of the night I called to check up on them and they said, "Don't bother coming home. We've taken over you baby, dog and TV." But I came home anyway. I need the TV.

They had a great time. And Carol took the stereotypical babysitter picture. Laura sat on the couch and did what teenage babysitters do best. If only she'd known that she could use my phone all she wanted and not used any of her cell minutes.

Then the following Sunday, as I'm watching the Superbowl, Lynette decides that Sophia is not dressed properly. So 5 minutes later she shows back up and Fia is dressed appropriately for a football game. It was sweet. The outfit was a little too small on her, but she still pulled it off.