when i think of what would be fun it's usually a "night on the town" - shopping, walking, drinking, eating, talking, sight seeing.
turns out, kids want that too - kids want to feel young, alive and spontaneous.
everyday i pick up my prince from school he asks me "where are we going? are we going somewhere fun?" the answer is almost always one of four options 1) grocery store, 2) gym, 3) target, 4) home. yes our life is that exciting folks!
it's hard trying to fit everything in and evenings are crunch time - errands, dinner, bath, brush, books, bed - MOM time which then includes dishes, laundry, reading and wine.
today after work i thought it would be fun this once when he says "where are we going?" i reply with "where do you want to go?"
i knew what his answer would be - Chuck E. Cheese - the arch enemy - the gross, boring, junk food laden, money wasting pit of fun.
i said yes.
and we had a blast. it was fun letting loose and going against our "routine". it was fun to whack a mole and get one extra ticket out of the skiball machine by tugging on it every so slightly - a tactic my brother and i have used for years, originally created at Dream Machine circa 1987.
we walked around the mall - ate in the food court - shared a highly watered down caffeine free sierra mist (thank you Sbarro employee for following my neurotic directions). we walked hand in hand up the escalator giggling and having fun. we said no thank you not once but twice to the freaky massage men in the center court and stayed up late getting mommy's free victoria secret panty.
will he be emotionally scarred for helping me pick out such an item on a school night? i think not.
but hopefully he will remember that he had a date with his mom on a random wednesday and had a blast.
we both felt young - we both felt special - that's all we really need sometimes.
Awesome Annie! Us parents get so wrapped up in our daily routines, we do forget to let loose once in a while. Props to you girl!
ReplyDeleteAwesome! I thought I was the only one who knew about the Dream Machine trick!
ReplyDeleteNo, big guy will not be scared for life due to undie selection night ..... in fact Camden helps me carefully select my free undies too!
One time (at band camp...) Camden and I were at VS during one of their semi-annual sales.....you know, where they have the bins marked XS, S, M, L, XL....I was digging for a treasure - trying to find a must have size L misplaced in the S bin...Camden asked, "Mommy what does the S stand for?" I replied, "S stands for size small honey" without missing a beat my darling Camden says (loud), "MOMMY YOU'RE NOT A SMALL YOU'RE A LARGE!"
The non child bearing hip-sters around me fighting over XS giggled....I found my Granny Undies (size L) and took Camden to Friendly's for an ice cream...I got another size L....
Annie and Kristen....you are awesome Mommy's. When you two were kids, I didn't even know what VS was. FYI Kristen....you don't know the half of what Granny undies truly are. They are essentially white, baggy in the butt, are three sizes too large, and the elastic waist falls just below the armpit. Yep....had a few pairs of those in my lifetime. Haha!
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