my girls night out with #2

I just put the girls to bed. I walked around the house & took a gander at the mess. A little song popped in my head. It's to the tune of "Jimmy Cracked Corn" and it basically goes a little something like this ... The house is a wreck and I don't care. Nice attitude, huh? Works for me tonight. I will deal with it tomorrow. Right now I am too cold and I just want to curl up in a nice heated bed. I have 30 minutes while it gets warmed up so I thought I would write about my night.

#2 and I had a girls night out. It was awesome. She had been asking ... when can I spend some time just you and me, with out anyone else. So tonight was the night. We headed to the toy store and she picked out presents for #1 & 3. It took her a while to get off the fact we were not shopping for her, but she did not complain. Then I introduced her to my all time favorite little steak house. She ate two bites of salad, five BIG bites of chicken, french fries and 2 butter loaded rolls. That was a lot of food for her. Normally we have to beg her to eat. The conversation was light. The dinner was long. We snuggled close together and hugged a lot. She said I was her best friend. What an honor. Oh, there was another unforgettable remark she said. She asked ... Does Santa have a Po Po (that is what we call the male part) and what about God, does he have a Po Po, too? Oh how I love their little minds.


This is how she looked as we left the house. The glasses finally came off after we had been in the store for a while.

This is the steak house logo. Lots of memories.


They had these snowmen at the restaurant. She loved them.