Date night for us meant leaving the babe with a babysitter. A non-Grandma, high-school-aged-girl* babysitter. I rushed home from work and made sure to clean our house a bit and organize anything and everything she would possibly need. But first, a quick stop at the grocery store to grab a few dinner/snack options for her - frozen pizza, Hot Pockets, bananas, goldfish, chips. I didn't know what on Earth to feed her! I typed up this cute, little note sheet that I totally stole from Pinterest. Notes about feeding the babe, putting him to bed, emergency phone numbers, etc. (Note to self: next time, include our Wifi info.) I already know I'm a control freak (I mean, c'mon, I'm an uber-organized, type-A, anal high school math teacher), but having to hand over my child to a 17-year old girl for four hours brought out the 'control' even more. I wanted everything to be perfect and ready for her.
We saw the movie Silver Linings Playbook (totally recommend it--kind of like a love story meets Dancing with the Stars meets someone with bipolar disorder, and not necessarily a chic flick either) and then went out for sushi. Funny story about that. We had reservations for a nice sushi place at 135th and Metcalf, but after coming out of the movie (at the theater a mere two minutes from our house), we decided to go to the sushi place across the street. The one we always order take-out from. I guess we missed the babe and wanted a quick dinner.
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| Our usual** - Dragon rolls, salmon cream cheese jalapeno rolls, New York rolls, and Volcano rolls (not pictured) |
We were done by 9:05 and contemplated what to do with our remaining 25 minutes. We told Miss Courtney we'd be home around 9:30 and didn't want to surprise her too early. We thought about venturing across the street to Home Goods (I know, we're crazy!) but they close at 9:30. So, we went to the liquor store and picked up a few 6-packs of beer to re-stock our fridge. And that is how we spent our first night away from B-Man.
Brantley and Miss Courtney got along just fine. We came home to a baby, dressed in his jammas, and sleeping soundly in his crib. Sound machine and video monitor were both on, just as my instructions stated. I was one of those people at the movie that kept my phone close by and texted a few times just to make sure things were going okay. There were, of course. She said, "He was an angel!" That's my boy!
So, anyway, here's my weekly photo dump. Happy {3-day} weekend!
Top: This kid loves to eat | Lovin' the 50 degrees in January! | Birthday cheesecake from the hubs
Middle: Yummo | Painting party before | Painting party after
Bottom: Proof that he's not always an angel | Notes for the babysitter
*A perk of being a high school teacher? Access to lots of babysitters!
**The hubs has a shellfish allergy, so our sushi options are very limited. Tuna, salmon, and eel.
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