So, yesterday Mike and I had a murder mystery dinner at a friend's house and Melissa drove all the way out from Anchorage (50 miles) after work on a friday to watch my children.
When she arrived at my house she said, "Oh, I had a dream about watching your kids last night."
Me - "Was it a happy dream? Or a stressful dream?"
Melissa - "It was a little stressful."
When we got home, the playroom was literally filled with toys. Emma was very happily running around after 10 since Melissa was given permission to totally spoil the girl. Jack was soundly sleeping. Total success.
Now I have one more victim to add to my short list of people I can leave me kids with for free.