the moment of truth

This weekend will be a test.  A moment of truth for me.  Can I take care of all three of my sister's children overnight?  Am I Super Tia or not?  I've had the two oldest overnight many times.  But never the bay-bay.  I've babysat him till bed time, at his own home, with his own bed, but never at my house.  I'm nervous, to say the least.

I just want them to have a good time, and maybe get a little bit of sleep for myself.

I think the main cause of my concern though, is that I have such high standards to live up to.  I remember when I was a kid, how much fun I had spending the night at my aunt's and uncle's houses, and how important they were to me, my development, and all of my beautiful memories.  I had a lot of aunts and uncles, and the kids don't have that many.  So I have a lot of special memories I need to create for them.

I'll work on one tomorrow night.  Oh, and I'll take lots of pictures.