Date Night!

Do you hear that?

Ahh...the most wonderful sound that a stressed out mother can hear.

It's the sound of nothing, of quietness, of birds chirping outside and the refrigerator running. There are no cartoons on tv, no kids yelling, no one screaming "MOMMMMYYYYY!" at the top of their little lungs.

It's pure bliss, as much as I know what bliss is at this overly worked point in my life.

The kids are at my mom's house for the evening and my husband and I are going OUT! Yes, we are going out to dinner and I am so excited about it. I'm really beginning to see that I need to get out of this house about once a week or I'm ready to pull my hair out.

So I'm sitting here on my front porch waiting for my husband to get home so we can leave, relishing the fact that for a few hours, I get to spend time with the man I love and remember why it was that we fell in love in the first place. 

And why we got married and had these little blessings that I call my kids, but who can also give me a terrible headache at times.

Date night! At last!