Ralphie is watching my baby while I’m in New York.
You don’t ask just anyone to watch your precious only child. But Ralphie? You would let her watch your baby.
And what’s more, Ralphie will make you feel like you’re doing her a favor by letting you leave your child with her for three days straight.
We’ve been friends with Ralphie’s little family for nearly five years now. We’ve celebrated Thanksgivings, birthdays, Easters, Mother’s and Father’s Days, and scores of average days together. It is probably impossible to calculate the enormous number of calories we’ve consumed together. We run together a couple of nights a week. She tells me what movies I need to watch.
Last year, when we were expecting Ella, I wanted to tell some friends personally before they read it on my blog. But I procrastinated and then Ralphie had her baby. So I instant messaged her while she was still in the hospital and she was as excited for us as I could have hoped.
And then, ten minutes later, my phone rang. She was so happy about our news that, despite having her own less-than-24-hour-old baby, she called and talked to me for nearly an hour, wanting to hear all about our not-yet-born baby. If that’s not a friend, I don’t know what is.
Oh, how I love Ralphie. I am lucky to have a friend like her.