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5th Date in 8 years!!!

Whoo hoo! Dave and I went on a "date" tonight, just us, a bottle of Moscato, and the best Chinese I've had in about 8 years! Juniper, the Indian was totally booked out, so we had to go across the road to the Chinese, which was GREAT! Loved it! Andrew came over to watch the boys. When we left at 7.30pm, Luey and Bryn were fast asleep and Erik was reading Zack Power in bed (OMG, I've got to blog about THAT, too, just let me finish this first). We totally did the, "we never leave our kids with anyone, so here are our numbers, and the emergency number, and Luey's asthma medication incase he gets puff running that marathon in his sleep, and if Bryn wakes up he will be cranky and try water, then milk or a biscuit, and don't hesitate to get Erik up to reassure him if he's distraught..."

Of course when we got home 2.5 hours later, all three boys were sound asleep. Erik had been to the loo once, and Bryn had stirred when his head slipped over the edge of the bed, but Andrew adjusted him and Bryn went straight back to sleep.

Well, according to the babysitters club guidelines, they like all members to use the club AT LEAST every second month. Looks like we'll be doing that, AT LEAST!!! Not having to pay for baby sitting is fantastic!

Comments

Juniper said…
Yeah! I am so glad you had a nice night - seriously, it is so good for relationships to have that *time out* once in a while huh!

And yeah, the chinese is good, they are sooo nice, glad you didn't think it was too big though...

Yippee for you!
HipbubbyMama said…
yay! That's ace, so glad the babysitting worked out :)
Leah said…
Ahhh that's excellent! What a great resource to find.

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