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[Side note: Jon and I learned a few things on Friday night. 1. If we ever plan on having more than two children, we're going to need more space, lest we go crazy or kill ourselves tripping over toys/children. 2. Little boys and little girls play differently, they just do.]
We had a lot of fun on Friday night--the kids liked playing together and the girls were happy to see their dad on Saturday morning.
On Saturday afternoon, I was walking purposefully around the house with rollers in my hair and one of Jon's button down shirts over my dress to protect it from life (diaper rash cream, milk, sticky graham crackers hands:). Gathering supplies for David so that he would be ready for his slumber party at the Hill's--lovies, jammies, dinosaurs, soap, diapers, etc., etc., etc. Once Jon and I had packed everything up, we finished getting ready and dropped David off with his friends. Their house is like his second home. I actually think he prefers it there because they have a nice, long hallway--perfect for running, and friends that will chase him. He was way too preoccupied trying to put on Miranda's boots when we left, so there were no tears upon departure, which made us feel less guilty about leaving him for the entire evening.
Then we went to dinner. I was so excited to be out with Jon--it had been a long time since our last date night, and I love any occasion that gives me an excuse to wear a dress with heels. Even heels that make me keenly aware that I have calf muscles that aren't used to wearing heels. I can't believe we didn't take any pictures. We went to an Italian place near our house and arrived just before hoards of teenagers arrived in formal wear. Our date night coincided with prom night. It was very sweet. We only talked about Jon's rank list once, and the rest of our time was spent talking about life, what the next few years will look like, our high school proms and the pair of us deciding that it wouldn't be a good idea to embarrass the table next to us by giving them an unwelcome lecture on making good choices on prom night.
Then we went to the symphony. I had heard about this concert a few days earlier on the radio and Jon was able to snag student tickets. Yes! It was two hours of rest and happiness. [Please don't misunderstand, I LOVE going out as a family, but it really is nice to not have to compete to hold Jon's hand.] The performance was lovely--not just because the music was played well, but also because the performers looked like they were having such a good time. If you've ever seen the ASO perform, you know that the conductor is an animated guy. He's really entertaining to watch. At one point, during the third movement of one of the pieces, he just stopped conducting and folded his hands behind his back so that he could enjoy the piece. I love watching people do something they love doing.
And then, because it was after 10:00 and Jon and I went home. We cannot stay out until 4 in the morning like we did in college. That's ok though, because we had a great night.
The next morning, I picked up David and he greeted me at the door with loves and smiles. When I asked how he did the night before, the Hills told me that he had a great time, was well behaved and that he went to bed without any problems. Always a relief to hear. He sang and roared himself to sleep. Like a T-rex that really loves the Darth Vadar anthem from Star Wars. That's my boy:)
Now that Jon's schedule is on the verge of easing up, I see more date nights in our future. We're going to try to take advantage of this time before residency this summer!
