But I figured wrong. The group was on it’s way at 9 this morning. Nity and I gracefully bowed out, opting to drink hot cider and read books while snuggled up under our blankets instead. It was definitely a wise choice, one we haven’t regretted at all.
We did manage to get out for some fun the other night roller skating. I didn’t participate; usually I’m the fun mom who’s right there with the kids, doing whatever they want, but I didn’t think I could justify a fall to the twins’ parents. Such responsibility carrying other peoples’ children! Kids had fun, but we were all ready to hit the rack when it was over at 11..