tonight I get to eat a meal in a restaurant with my honey. But that's not the best part. Nope, the best part is the kids are staying home! Hoorah!
A whole meal without any food spit or thrown at me, no temper tantrums over vegetables. No searching for the binkie someone threw across the room. And a real conversation without having to try and decipher what my speaking partner is saying*.
This should be fun. And special thanks to My Grandma Jefferies for the gift card to Black Angus. In the words of Lexie, "mmmmm Ummy!"
*what the hell does, "blah bah, psth, maa mah bye bye" mean anyway?