Wow, it’s been a busy few days, hasn’t it? First off, I don’t have any neat anecdotal stories about the children. They’ve been pretty typical kids this week, so nothing funny to blog about there.
Trey and I celebrated 9 years of marriage this week, though, and that’s pretty big! We had tickets to see Ray LaMontagne on Friday night, downtown. Trey had the wonderful idea, at about noon on Friday, to get a hotel room and have a mini-vacation before he heads out of town.
Have you ever tried to be spontaneous with a 6 and almost-3 year old?
We had a babysitter lined up already, which almost never happens for me. Usually something comes up and the babysitter falls through. Just my luck, right? However, the idea of getting away with my husband, even for a night, is appealing enough to call my cousin to see if they could keep the kids overnight.
Unfortunately, my cousin was gone fishing and his wife was alone with their two kids. I’m certainly not going to ask her to take care of our two also. I don’t know how moms of four can do it.
So, I called two other friends to see if one could take Little Man and the other could take Monkey. Let me just say, I have wonderful friends. Our sudden imposition on their weekend plans allowed for us to have a night with just the two of us, for the first time since Little Man was born. Sounds pretty selfish, now that I type it. Needless to say, we are in debt to them. I’m sure I’ll have their children over for a sleepover sometime in the near future – although probably not at the same time.
I absolutely hated calling the babysitter and canceling on such short notice, but when I explained what we were trying to do and why, she was totally understanding. I’ll be calling her again soon to help out while Trey is gone.
I won’t bore you with the details of our evening. We went to dinner, relaxed and people watched. The place where we ate had patio seating and it was just cool enough to enjoy it. There are some interesting people that come to downtown on a Friday night. The concert was great, although between every song – and I mean EVERY song – people were yelling and whistling and yelling out songs. You know, that’s fine sometimes – I’ve done it, too, if it’s a particularly rocking song, but EVERY time? That starts to cut in on others’ enjoyment.
All in all, it was a great evening out. Something that we hope to do again before another three years is up.