Date Night

There are so many reasons why I love date night. I love spending time with J and talking about things other than poop and messes, eating at a restaurant without a toddler trying to climb on my lap to either eat my food or smear his on my shirt, and maybe, just maybe, seeing a movie. BUT, you know what the absolute best part of date night is...

...the responsible babysitter cleans up the enormous mess your child makes with sand in his bed. The sand was located in a plastic dinosaur container, similar to the craft projects we all used to make at the fair where you get a container of some sort and fill it with colored sand in attractive patterns. Do you remember those? Did Keller get the dino open? Nope, he bit a hole in the bottom. REALLY???

In Kacie's own words from facebook:

Kacie is babysitting, when all of a sudden I hear The Dude (my godson) at the top of the stairs spitting. Turns out he had bit a hole in his plastic dino full of glitter and sand. This glitter sand mixture was all over his face (hence the spitting), his hands and his bed! Is this what I have to look forward to with Tay? All I could do was laugh.

Here Adam is trying to explain to the Little Dude why sand can no longer go in the dino...the big gaping hole.



A lot of sand in that tiny dino!


So hard to see, but I love that CC took a picture of herself during the whole event with a look of disbelief on her face.