We were back in Ireland for a wedding last week. My brother-in-law Darragh was marrying his girlfriend Emilie in a lovely ceremony in Dublin, meaning we had to source a babysitter for our kids when every single family member within 100 miles would be attending said wedding with us.
Miraculously, our friend Mary stood up to the plate, offering to take both kids to her mum’s house in Wicklow, keep them occupied with her own kids for the whole day, and preside over the communal sleepover that followed. She was offering 24 hours of free childcare out of the goodness of her heart, and to say we were grateful would be an understatement.
