Choices.  Life is just full of choices.  I missed my entry deadline for the Play Date Cafe Challenge last night. This was after several hours of struggling to get just the right soft yellow/lavender combination and just the right 45 degree angles for my border so that the design would form a partial frame on my card.  But it all boils down to choices.  

Mine was the choice to either get the card through the cropping in Photoshop, do my web entry and The Play Date Cafe entry or (drumroll, please)… babysit for my new, month old great-grandson.  Actually, this was not a real choice in my book.

(As a result, I am not going through the laborious listing of all the materials used. )

I could have handed Aiden off to my daughter, his grandma, who was also participating in the baby-holding marathon but that was not going to happen!  There was an ill granddaughter at my daughter’s house or she would have had the whole show to herself. Instead, she shifted the site of this great opportunity to my house.  I get lucky every now and then!

We’ve both had whatever it is that is going around and have been declared non-contagious. The wee one was a month premature and fussy (if you want to call non-stop screaming “fussy”) whenever not in the near vicinity of his mama, my grandson’s wife.  So, after a trial run last week with mama just a couple of miles away, my daughter and I passed muster as babysitters that the little fellow would tolerate and not cry himself into a state of hysteria.  (Not to brag, but others have been tested and failed.)  I can’t really say whether it was his mom, him or both that experienced the worst of the hysteria…

Everything went perfectly last night.  He was an angel for us.  Might have had something to do with the fact that one or the other of us was holding him the entire four hours…  but who cares!  We have solidified our positions as the ideal, world-class babysitters!  Yes!  My daughter and I high-fived as they drove away…  Mother and daughter teamwork…  it’s a beautiful thing!