Date Night

My mom is in town for a few days. Granted, she brought my sister's four kids with her, but it's still nice to have her around. Not only has she been working on rewashing all of Reagan's laundry from the hives breakout, she's been kind enough to let Bill and me get time to ourselves.

Take tonight, for example. After all the kids went to bed we went out on a date. Ok, not a real date, but it pretty much felt like one. We went to the grocery store. Alone. It was so relaxing and refreshing to casually stroll through the aisles and put things in the cart and read labels at leisure. Usually we have the girls and by the time we get to the sodas we are saying, "Ok, forget the rest of the stuff! We don't really need it. I'll go get in the checkout line and you bring up the rear after you run get a case of Diet Coke. Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! We have to get out of here before they both spontaneously combust! Uh, oh. I already hear the little one starting. Eeewww! The other one has a dirty diaper strong enough to clear all of Shanghai! We've got to get out of here before someone calls in a hazmat team!" I don't believe it was coincidence that our grocery bill was much higher this week than it normally is.

Tomorrow night we get a real date night. One of those date nights we get about four or five times a year. We are going to a dinner and a movie and then we are standing in line with the rest of the Twilighters to get the fourth book when it comes out at midnight. I am SO looking forward to it!