I got a stay of execution yesterday.

For realz.

It was 2:35pm and  I was rushing around trying to tell the sitter what to make for dinner, who had pooped, who was cranky, where Chase’s beloved “Taggy” was, what time Jimmy should be getting up from his nap and all of those wonderful things. I grabbed my keys, slung my WAY too heavy work tote over my shoulder and was on my way out the door.

I pulled my phone out of my scrub pocket for a quick time check.

I had a missed call. From work. Dun Dun Dun.

Getting a call from the hospital 30 minutes before your shift can only mean one thing.

Hurry the hell up and get back to them before they give on call to someone else!

I called in and YEP. I got on call for the shift. Greatest thing ever on a gorgeous Saturday afternoon. So I packed the boys up and we went and spent the afternoon with their old sitter, who just had a baby 7 days ago. (Mah ovaries are on FIRE) I snuggled him and cooed and butt patted and nuzzled and FELL IN LOVE.

It was wonderful to spend some time with her, she has been one of my closest friends since 10th grade when I moved to this god forsaken place. She also hasn’t been getting the help she needs with a newborn and a 2.5yr old and I was happy to be able to go help her out a bit. Her son and the boys were so happy to see each other and Chase was thrilled to see HER. He LOBES his Aunt Jenny.

On our way home we stopped by Chick-fil-A and went in to eat. It was the first time I really took the two of them into a restaurant by myself and they did great. Granted there were chicken nuggets involved…but still.

I sat there with my baby boys and was SO thankful that I had gotten that unexpected afternoon with them. With school starting for me tomorrow and for Chase on the 13th, it couldn’t have come at a better time.