Mary’s First Sleepover!

| September 8, 2014 | 6 Comments

Mary and Sisi at Nanny and Grampy's in Perth, Ontario. Photo by I Tell Stories

Mary and Sisi at Nanny and Grampy’s in Perth, Ontario. Photo by I Tell Stories

On August 15, 2014, two of my good friends got married, and Mary slept over at Nanny and Grampy’s for the first time.

At almost three years old, I am not sure if this is late or early, but she had a blast. And so did we! This was also the first time that my husband and I were alone (together!) without our child for the night. Part of the reason is that my husband didn’t feel comfortable leaving her overnight any sooner. But the other part of the reason was that Mary didn’t either. We’d ask her if she wanted to sleep over (insert exciting family member option here) and she always said “no”.

So I didn’t know what to think as we packed up to depart my in-laws house in Perth around 10 a.m. Friday morning. Was she going to panic at the last minute? Would she even realize we were leaving?

We had explained several times in advance what the situation would be, and sure enough, as we left to head to Toronto, Mary gave us both hugs, kisses and “I love you’s” then turned happily back to playing on the deck with Nanny and her dog “Sisi”.

We had a relaxing drive to Toronto, listening to Vinyl Café and hitting absolutely no traffic. I’ll admit, out of habit, I “checked” the backseat, expecting to see Mary. Several times. We checked in to our hotel around 2pm and tried to find a restaurant called “Fresh” that I had been interested in trying. It happened, luckily, to be near our hotel. Unfortunately, it was jam packed even at that odd hour between lunch and supper time. We turned back and realized we had just enough time to get ready for the wedding at 5pm. Rushing to put on my makeup, I couldn’t remember the last time my husband and I had been “out on the town” together.

We walked down to Sassafraz, the restaurant where the ceremony and reception was held and had an absolutely glorious, divine, and relaxing time. The wedding ceremony was followed by fun cocktail hour and a beautiful and delicious dinner and funny speeches. All the while, a jazz band played in the background, to the delight of my musician husband.

From the moment the wedding started to the point that we left around 11pm, I didn’t check on Mary. I knew she’d be having a great time with Nanny and Grampy, and I didn’t want to call around dinner or bedtime and potentially put her in a bad mood.

It was a blissful evening out, but after an early morning Starbucks run for coffee and something to eat, we were ready to hit the road again, this time from Toronto to home. When we arrived in Perth (three episodes of Vinyl Café later), Mary was happy as a clam, enjoying the outdoors again with Nanny, as if no time had passed.

She was happy to see us, and Nanny relayed in detail the variety of fun they’d had together. When I asked if Mary would be having another sleepover again soon, they both enthusiastically chirped,


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Category: Babies and Toddlers, Family, Grand-Parents, Kids

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Samantha lives in Stittsville with her husband, Jon, and their daughter, Mary. Samantha works full-time for the federal government and also enjoys writing part-time, including as a writer for Ottawa Parenting Times Magazine. Feel free to check out her website – and follow her on Twitter @I_Tell_Stories

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  1. Victoria Ess says:

    Aw good for her! It’s definitely a milestone!

  2. Amanda says:

    My daughter will be 2 1/2 soon and hasn’t had a sleep over yet. I am so worried when she does…I think I have more of the separation anxiety over it than she would. I keep telling my husband “What if she needs me?” “What if someone is being mean to her?” “What if she wants to come home?” Of course like any 2 year old she can be incredibly hard to understand.

  3. Elizabeth Matthiesen says:

    that was so sweet 🙂 It’s often a case of the child misses its parents but as soon as they get to playing it’s all forgotten. I remember having one child for a sleep over aged 5, she had to be picked up by her parents at 10pm – she just couldn’t cope. That was sad and my children couldn’t understand it, fortunately they all enjoyed sleep overs and there was never a problem.

  4. DARLENE W says:

    Remember, what happens at Grandma’s house stays at grandma’s house

  5. kathy downey says:

    I remember driving the granddaughter home at bedtime 18 months because she needed her own bed…she is 8 now and we joke about when she stays over now

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