Babysitters With Wine

T and M are the best babysitters a gal could ask for. I met T on the East side and left her with the twin train to walk back up to Harlem while I went to a meeting. Back in the hood she was met by M who came bearing chocolate and wine for dinner. The duo wrangled the crying monkeys until F came home, oops, alone. He went back out to pick up MoJo uptown, where they were frolicking with abuela. T & M braved the whole evening with us and the 4 cuckoo heads (well, the big ones went down early) and we had a scrumptious dinner prepared by F, complete with dessert and libations provided by the volunteer babysitters! It does not get much better than that. Good friends, good food, and crying babies. Thank you!