Finally...a Date Night!

But it's not what you think. Our church held a ministry appreciation mass and dinner tonight. And who was my date? A certain 3-year-old. Unfortunately, we only made the tail end of the mass. Then, we had to wait sooo patiently for dinner. It was tough so finally I broke down and fetched Jack some ice cream which was being served at a different table. (People were being served regular food according to their table number.) That made everything better. Jack leaned in at one point and said, "You're the best, mommy. I love you so much." It's amazing what a little ice cream will do. Jack was the youngest, best looking date there. And he behaved like a gentlmen...most of the time.