Kirsten left me a not-so-subtle comment about posting to the blog. It worked.
Phil and I take turns going on dates with the kiddos one on one. I wish I could say that we do them at regular, scheduled intervals, but that wouldn't be true. The kids do tend to "remind" us when we're due for one and they also tend to remember who's turn is next.
When I was in LA with Maggie in September (probably didn't blog about that yet, did I?), we got a pedicure with flowers on our toes and Kate really wanted one. So...we finally went on our pedicure date. Addy has absolutely no interest in pedicures, nail polish or girly things. All of the above totally float Kate's boat. Addy loves to play games with me, but that really isn't Kate's favorite. I'm so glad God blessed me with the two best daughters ever.
The last date I had with Henry we went to Space Aliens. It's a pizza joint decorated with...well...aliens, space ships, Yoda and other such space paraphernalia. They also have those games you can play which give you tickets which buy you junk prizes. He loves that place. As we were having lunch, I was trying to have a heart to heart with Henry and I asked him what things I do as a mommy that he doesn't like. He said, "I really don't like it when you spank me."
I asked him what I should do when he disobeys me, then. He looked up at the space ship that was above me and started to talk about whether or not it was real. Deep things are going on in that head of his, quite obviously.