Last week Eric had to make an unexpected trip to Ohio for a family matter, leaving me ALONE with my children for three entire days. It’s not that I can’t handle them on my own, but at the end of the day I am seriously craving adult interaction. Normally I’d call up some friends, but this trip happened to coincide with the one night when everyone already has plans: Valentines Day! Friday was my third night alone and I spent it with a box of Girl Scout Cookies and season 2 of How I Met Your Mother. Hilariously sad, right? When Eric got back on Saturday, I hugged him so tight. I did save him some of the Girl Scout Cookies… some.
Well it wasn’t a total loss, I did take the boys to play at Sapora Playworld and out to lunch. We also stopped by my studio after a quick stop at Old Navy… to buy red pants and red & white striped shirts. Why not? It’s Valentines Day! If you can’t pull off red pants on the 14th of February, it’s never going to happen!
Speaking of which, Micah totally picked up that phrase from me and used it all wrong on Saturday… I asked him what he wanted for lunch and he said, “A corn dog. That’s never gonna happen!”
So I asked him, “Uh, Micah, do you know what that means?” He shook his head. “It means you don’t want a corn dog.”
He thought about it for a second and then said, very authoritatively, “I want a corn dog. IT’S GONNA HAPPEN.”
Oh Micah, Happy Valentines Day, I love you so much. And Matthew, I can only imagine what funny things you will say to me one day, but for now I’ll enjoy all the pointing and the “this, this, this.”