Yesterday was a long, long day.

Wee One and I arrived at ShaMoo’s for babysitting duty in the early AM, because her youngest son was due at Toronto’s Sick Kids hospital for a serious procedure that morning, and I offered to stay with Princess Little Bit. I won’t go in to the whole thing – in fact, ShaMoo is due for a Guest Blogger spot soon, and maybe this could be her topic. I’ll ask.

Emotions were high, but ShaMoo was holding it together. I am very proud of my friend.

Frank #2 (of Frank and Frank fame, explained here) is such a trooper. This kid has been through so much already at 4 years old (this was the 3rd time he’s undergone this procedure) and it just doesn’t phase him. He’s an old soul, and a very brave little man.

I have to tell you that I was a little nervous about spending an entire day with Little Bit (Frank #1 was at a buddy’s house). In earlier days, it was next to impossible to even hold her without her having a melt down and looking for her mom. I knew she had outgrown this to some extent since she started toddling, but… for a whole day? Was I insane?? But this is what you do for a friend, right? Absolutely. ShaMoo is the best. So I didn’t think twice, and used my Wee One as a human shield. (hey, nobody’s perfect, ok??)

Honestly? It was great. I shouldn’t have been worried. Little Bit was a dream, and she and Wee One had a ball and enjoyed playing together. It’s not often that Wee One gets to be the “big kid”, and she thought that was pretty darn cool.

I spoke to ShaMoo just after they’d taken Frank #2 into the O.R., and she was holding up ok. They had him booked in for a 4 hour window. So when, after 5 hours, I didn’t hear anything… I have to tell you I was pretty freaked out. I ended up calling her cell a half hour later, and they had JUST taken him into recovery. They weren’t advised why they hadn’t heard anything either, and were just about hysterical. I can imagine! Poor little goomer. He was fine though – came through it like a champ! He’ll be home today.

LMLP and I were in constant contact during the day as I kept him updated. I was able to get online only for a couple of minutes, and updated Knarf too. These two sweethearts were as worried about Frank #2 and ShaMoo as I was, and I was under strict orders to give ShaMoo a hug from each of us on her return home, which I did, happily. She was exhausted, and fighting a migraine, but so happy and relieved things had gone well.

I had sent Wee One home with my folks earlier, so when ShaMoo got home I made a beeline for our rehearsal location. I was happy to be able to get in a few tunes with the boys before they decided they had had enough for the night – they’d been there for a couple hours already. Again, sweet of them to wait for me so I could sing for a bit. Our boys took me out for beer and nachos and then we headed home. Well, they had the beer, and I had the Sprite/Cranberry, because, well, beer is vile, and I was too tired to consider my usual Smirnoff’s Twisted Raspberry. It’s funny – we’re there so much now that the bar gal knows our preferences. And we get a kick out of seeing how much cleavage she shows by the end of the evening. LMLP swears he doesn’t notice, but we all know he’s lying, don’t we? Knarf is more honest about it ;) They both agree that she’s only trying to make a living. *cue eye rolling* We should probably ask her name one of these days, because currently she’s only referred to as “cleavage”. Probably a little disrespectful of us.

So guess what I found when I got home, late last night?

We broke a record yesterday for the amount of people participating in Silly Haiku Wednesday!

Colour me excited, folks. I’m grinning ear to ear! We have such a great group of dedicated Haiku-ers, and they’re bringing friends! Rock my world.

I’m a happy girl, for many many reasons.