Date Night with Mommy

Oh, Mylanta.  It has been a week!

Praise the Lord, Jarrod got a job this week and started yesterday.  The hours are insane, but it's a good job so we'll take it!  He worked from 2:00pm-10:00pm yesterday and came home full of energy.  You know how it is with a new job; the first week or two everything is new and exciting!

I decided since it was just going to be Collin and me that I didn't want to cook last night, so my boy and I went on a date to Chick-Fil-A and then Wal-Mart.  Collin loves him some chicken.  He says, "gicken".  He thinks all meat is "gicken", except for hot-dogs, which of course are "ga-ga's".  We ate our chicken and Collin played in the booth.  He kept banging his fork on the window even though I told him it was "Eewie", and he kept hanging over the back of the booth flirting with the old couple behind me.  I guess I was "that" lady last night.  You know, the one whose child is all over the place and annoys other people who are just trying to have a peaceful dinner out.  Well, it's a good thing Collin Henry is so dang cute and sweet b/c everyone just ate him up.

He was hitting my phone with his fork here and saying, "Mommy!"

 

Cheese!

After Chick-Fil-A we headed to the place every mother quickly learns to dread...Wal-Mart.  I cannot go to the store with Collin unless my purse is loaded with "nacks".  I had a box of raisins and his juice cup, but I figured since we had just eaten dinner, he should be fine.  I was wrong.  We had to find some fruit snacks fast because people were starting to stare at me and the child yelling, "Nnnnooooo" when I tried to hand him a box of raisins.  I ended up checking out with 2 empty fruit snack packages.

I also made the mistake of pushing our cart by the toy section.  Note to self: We have reached the age where sneaking by that area will no longer work.  As we were approaching the area, Collin said to me, "Ode ju", which is what he says now when he wants to be held / carried.  I thought he would let me carry him and we could keep walking, but that sneaky little kid knew what he was doing.  As soon as we were AT the toy area, he said to me, "I walk".  I figured since we WERE on a date, I would let him mess with the toys for a minute.  Obviously another mistake.  How do little kids know automatically where to push the buttons to make toys light up and emit obnoxious sounds?!  Collin is especially into trucks, cars and "bikes" (aka motorcycles) right now, so we spent our entire time pushing buttons on police cars and fire trucks.  Every time he got one to go off, he would make this really adorable *SURPRISE* face and gasp!  I actually found myself repeating the cliche mom-phrase, "Maybe for your birthday".  (His birthday is in September.) 

Somehow, I got the kid back into the cart and wheeled him over to the food section.  I'm sure I was stuffing him with fruit snacks to quit screaming.  We got the things we needed and headed outside to see insane storm clouds forming.  Luckily, that was enough to distract him from the trauma of being ripped from the toy section.

We made it home, said "Hi" to "Doo-doo", aka Landry and got a bath.  Then we got ready for bed and rocked in his room for a little while.  He is in this phase where only Mommy can put him to bed.  I have to hold him like a baby and pray, sing, talk to him for a few minutes before I can transfer him to his bed.  It's really a sweet time for us.  Last night, since Jarrod was gone and I didn't have to worry about being self-conscious, I sang the "I See the Moon" song.  I would sing it over and over and then stop and ask, "Do you want me to sing it again?" and Collin would say, "Uh-huh" and nod his head quickly.  Bless his heart.  He doesn't yet realize that his Mommy is completely tone-deaf.