I am very excited about my plans for the evening!
What my plans don't include:
- Figuring out a dinner that is both healthy and palatable to the world's pickiest eater and his brother;
- Pulling my cherubs in from outdoors at 9pm as they scream and cry, "10 MORE MINUTES, MOM!";
- Baths, Bedtime Books and Lullabies (although I cherish these moments I also recognize a break is a beautiful thing).
What my plans do include:
- Laughter;
- Adult Conversation;
- Wine;
- Story sharing and Memory Making.
The gals, including me, are all very different and yet we have a lot of similarities. I am the youngest at 34 and the oldest is probably early 50s. Most of us are moms, a couple are not. We are all married, but to men with very different personalities. We all love to hear each other's stories of life; to work on understanding where other people come from with their different opinions; to ask for advice when we truly want it; and to find a shoulder to cry on when life is overwhelming. We all respect each other. That respect has led to wonderful friendship!
So tonight I will make a toast to friendship [and not having to get the boys into bed :)]
- Leanne from MilitaryAvenue.com
PS I know that I am lucky that my mother-in-law lives as close as she does. As an Air Force Brat I never had the luxury of staying overnight at my own grandmother's while my parents hit the town. If you want a night to yourself or with friends think about starting a Babysitting co-op in your neighborhood or circle of friends. Find other moms who are willing watch each others children when the need arises. Sometimes those can be over night visits, or other times when you just want 30 minutes to yourself.
Friendship doesn't come easy, it takes work. But it is well worth the investment!

One night the boys got SOAKED. The heavens opened up and it poured. All of us moms, dads, grandparents and whomever else was hanging around were now hanging out under the picnic pavilion. We just stood there amazed as those kids played like crazy out in the rain, not even appearing to give it a second thought. Some moms contemplated pulling their boys out and bringing them home. Not this mom! I figured it would be a good "war-story". He is a boy after all and he had energy to burn, rain or no rain. The rain did stop after about 15 minutes. So once again I pulled my chair and my book out and started to read. Ten minutes later what should appear but a beautiful rainbow. Just a glorious reminder of a promise for better days ahead. A promise that in everything, as tired as I may be and as much as I miss Hubby, there is a silver lining!







