This time we had planned for them to stay overnight for Valentine's Day. PF Changs, a movie, and the next day we were actually getting a couples massage. Gasp. I know, pretty out of control. We got through the PF Changs (yum!), and the movie, too, before we got the "Jericho is puking" memo. Le Sigh. At least I got to inhale a few lettuce wraps without anyone asking me to take them to the bathroom before that happened though, so I won't complain.
I also won't complain because the father of said puker stayed with the little sickie while I went and got my half of the couple's massage. It woulda been nice if the massage place had let us reschedule, or given us two massages at separate times, but they weren't feeling the love. So I got massaged, and went to the grocery store, all by myself. I must say, Valentine's Day spent alone couldn't have gone much better. If this is how it goes, I'm all for calling it "Single's Awareness Day".
I am always grateful to whoever is willing to take on these three animals when we do get a chance to go out (typically my sister, Abby, dubbed "aunt Abba" by my wild brood. She's pretty much a saint. A very brave saint.). I mean, it's not their fault our kids will risk puke and high fevers to get us back. And thankfully, so far, Jericho's little puke stunt hasn't affected anyone else. (More evidence to the fact that they just can't be away from me and will do anything to prevent me from even making a bathroom stop alone. Sweet little cling-ons that they are.) So maybe we'll try another date night again sometime. Maybe if I do it sooner rather than later I won't give the hooligans enough time to come up with a plan for sabotage?
2 comments:
Awww...I'm so sorry the kids conspired against you. :( And how rude of the massage therapist not to let you reschedule! That was NOT a very nice Valentiny thing to do! Hope you guys can escape, I mean, get out again soon and that it is not sabotaged.
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