Woo hoo!!! DH and I are going out to dinner tonight, to a real restaurant - one without a kiddie menu. One where reservations are necessary and there's no drive thru.
This morning I took Belly out to play in the snow. We had a snowball fight, he made snow angels, and helped me shovel. For those of you that don't know, I hate snow. I hate cold. However, Belly was so excited that it was snowing again, that I just had to take him out to play. Then we came in for hot cocoa and marshmallows and at this very moment, I'm being serenaded by his 26 verses of "Where is Thumbkin?"
Golden Boy is battling a serious Wii addiction. Right now he's in rehab. Also known as Mom Needs Quiet Time.
Tonight I'm going to go out and enjoy witty conversation with my husband. I will not have to cut anyone's food. Won't have to take anyone to the potty. I'm kind of afraid that without the kids to keep me busy, I may, in fact, be rather boring!
4 comments:
watch out, you'll end up talking about the kids. It happens every time.
And lucky for me, I get to avoid the snow since I have an 11 month old that can't really go out in it. So I'm excused for this year anyway. Neener, neener!
i am so jealous, my Friday night consists of chinese delivery and cleaning the pit..oops I mean the family room.
Yup, it's true. For the past 11 years of marriage, whenever my hubs and I go out, we talk about kids and pets. Usually stories about the pets are way more interesting.
you? boring? not possible.
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