My mom came this weekend and we had some bevvies. Stayed up SUPER late watching bad reality TV. Woke up early to feed the child (at which he went into her room and said, "Glammy, get up PWEASH!) We went to a fancy bra store and spent too much $. Went to target--ALONE and I didn't even have to buy her juice so I could peruse. Cooked. Watched more bad reality TV and basically had zero agenda.
Griffin became obsessed with the dog I got after my freshman year of college--Kobie Jack. (Tobie.) He woke up asking for Glammy. She let me go to a birthday party for a friend (and have some beers) while she babysat. She bought me ice cream. She stayed up later than me one night.