The hubster and I have been married for 6 years and we just now started ‘Date Night’. Real dates, too. Adults only, no kids, kick back and have a beer, swear a little, have grown up conversation without ever being interrupted by ‘potty breaks’ and it’s okay to have a good time. Real Dates.
… Boy, did I miss my Lana! Did I turn into that parent – the one that keeps texting the sitter to make sure everything was okay? Yes! Oh, let me tell you! I felt guilty for leaving her behind the minute I stepped out the door. I’m crazy, I know – and now you know it, too. After a couple of hours, I started feeling better and I stopped texting the sitter every 20 minutes. I enjoyed my time out with my husband and realized that I’ve been missing out on some good one on one time with this guy I married. He’s not so bad after all. ;)
I still felt a little guilty about leaving her at home when she wanted to come with us, so last weekend the hubs and I took Lana on a field trip (a little treat for behaving well while we were gone) and on our way Lana says to her dad, “I love you more than pumpkin pie!” and then..
Phil (Lana’s dad): “Nice!” (then gives me the smuggest look he’s got) “So, Lana, how much do you love pumpkin pie?”
Lana: “Eh.. Not that much. Actually, I don’t like it at all.”
Me: (uncontrollable laughter)
Phil: “Not at all??”
Lana: “Nope. I don’t like pumpkin pie. But I love you more than pumpkin pie!” :-)
(minus 1 point – Phil. Lol)
That night.. as I’m tucking Lana into bed, she says to me, “Mommy, I love you so much!” and I tell her, “I love you more than all the delicious pies in the world.” She smiled and said, “I love you more than apple pie! That’s the best pie in the world, Mom!”
I made sure to tell her dad because, after all, I just beat his score ;-)
Wait! It gets better. This morning was filled with a terrible headache from sneezing all night. I’ve got cat allergies and two cats that I love and will be with forever. So this mornings headache was no fun. Lana woke up to her own schedule while I tried to break free from the pain. She comes down stairs and kisses my forehead as I apologize for not waking her and thank her for her kiss. “That’s what I’m for, mama”, she says – melting my heart.
I think She’s the sweetest kid I know. What a lucky mom I am :-)