Never in all of my life did I think I'd live to see the day my Dad would babysit solo. He's a man of his generation -- a generation that left the kid-stuff to their wives. But, today, while my mother is on a bus trip to the state capital with her girlfriends, my Dad is taking care of my little princesses by himself.

Normally, when my mom needs a vacation day, I rely on a back-up sitter like my Aunt or my MIL, but my mother who hates to inconvenience me (gotta love Moms), suggested that my dad might be up to the task now that the girls are older. Both girls are potty-trained and take care of their own business, so to speak. They can get their own snacks, pour their own juice, tell him what they want for lunch and Kelly can even get herself in and out of her own carseat.

The girls will be fine. I'm not worried about them. I'm worried about my Dad. I don't think he knows what he's getting into. Even on their best day, the girls can wear a person out.

I made them promise to be on their best behavior. They swore they wouldn't fight and they would listen to Grandpa. But, 2 & 4 year olds aren't great at keeping promises.

I suspect they'll spend most of the next two days eating snacks and watching kid's videos. My dad will probably take them for ice cream and maybe to feed the ducks at the dock or for a walk around the neighborhood.

Knowing my kids, they'll fight, whine and not listen to their Grandpa.

And, knowing my dad, he'll love them anyway.