I was ready for a diversion last night - crying parent, ranting co-worker.
How perfect to end the day enjoying the company of new friends, their adorable children and some good food. :>)
And now my thoughts turn to what the title, "surrogate parents", might entitle us to? Babysitting? Camping trips?
oooo! Careful K! You're getting out of control!
Izzy's in my lap, reclined, relaxed and forcing me to type with one sideways hand.
Is it a problem? Nope! Definitely not!