Girls’ weekends are where it’s at. Even if one of the girls is your squirmy little worm of an 8-month-old.
Elsa and I took off for a weekend in Indiana on Thursday afternoon, and after the extra 5 hours at the airport waiting for a plane that was sitting on a tarmac in Baltimore for 3 extra hours for no apparent reason, we had a fabulous time.
We stayed with my friend Allison for the first and last night and had a great time chatting with Allison and Ben (Well, I chatted. Elsa kept quiet.) and getting to know Allison’s kids better. And we hooked up with Micah’s mom and some sisters-in-law and nieces for the Time Out for Women on Friday and Saturday.
I must say that I feel very privileged to have so many lovely ladies in my life. Their friendship and examples are inspiring and I came home feeling refreshed and rejuvenated and reconnected.
But it didn’t end there! Because just a few hours after I got home we got word that my sister had her baby, a girl. Little Sophie is exactly 8 months younger than Elsa and I can’t wait for the two of them, and Sophie’s sister Lydia, to get to know each other. I’m sure they’ll be great friends.
And maybe, 30 years from now, we’ll all be meeting up for a girls’ weekend of our own, with more sisters and nieces and daughters and daughters-in-law.