Date Night

Do we need a babysitter just for simple date nights?!

No; easy simple date night to Panda Express, Petco, and Costco for milk. Bota-boom bota-bang

When we were going through the food line two of the servers were talking and began laughing at a joke. It was kind of a high pitch snicker that barely registered until Daphney turned to me and said, "Mommy I hear a horse." She hit it right on!

The dinner was wonderful. Almost like the old days except we need to leave tips even at fast food joints maybe we should start leaving them everywhere we go... Daphney spilled her water- everywhere: bench and floor so I guess it could have been worse. But she spilled it on my pants and her own so her continually removing her pants throughout dinner should have been expected. We had to switch tables.

Demitri is our climber now and trying to keep him on the bench is near impossible. Most of the time he spent choking as he chugged my water and grabbed at my food. However, when we got in the car he was still screeching for the crackers we have stored in the car. Not sure that much rice actually made it into his mouth rather than on the table.

Petco was okay except for choking a cat and learning to climb ladders that they have conveniently located around the store.

At Costco we wished that we had bought a leash at Petco. I turned around at one point and Daphney had stolen a mans cart and was running away as he chased her. They kindly commented how cute she was... I could have chosen a few different adjectives.

When leaving Costco we ordered two berry smoothies thinking we could "share" them with the kids. We ended up driving home with both of the smoothies in the back seat. But it is okay because it appeases them and we know by this time those straws are chewed flat as can be and there will still be some drink when we arrive at home. Be thankful next time you don't have to share your straw with little chompers.

On the car ride home I thought about how Shane and I used to enjoy kissing to fill time during red lights. Dangerous right? I don't know if the danger has decreased, but we now crank the music and throw dance parties pretending that we don't have children behind us screaming, "No not this song!". Is she really old enough to have a preference? It reminds me of the fits I would throw when dad would put his this type of music on repeat! I think my fits are still justified...

Seriously, how does life while discreet change so dramatically?!

ps. Shane still opened my car door so we still had the situations under control.