So, in the past few months, I've started having a monthly date with a kid. Tonight's date was my little man. That kid. We'd probably only driven 1/4 of a mile from the house when he was exclaiming how "fun" this was. So easy to please. We went to the library and sat on the floor in an aisle picking out 24 books. Yes. If there hadn't been a limit of 25 there's no telling how many we'd have brought home. I THOUGHT we picked out 25, but somehow I miscounted. I'll blame it on the Mommy brain. ;) He was so excited to check out his books on his OWN library card. Though he's had one before. He just gets excited.
Then, we left and headed to a little park to eat supper. It was dark already, so we ate in the van. He got to eat UP FRONT with me which seems to be the highlight of dates...at least for the girls, so he was excited about doing it, too. We saw a train go by, which, of course, he loved, and we even got to feel the vibration. He has REALLY been wanting to know where the sensors are that make the arms go down over the road and the lights blink at the RR crossings. We thought maybe we saw the light for the sensor so drove down for a look. Not thinking it was really the sensor, but we'd have to check it out in the daylight sometime.
Then we went to Family Dollar for him to pick out our dessert. But first he HAD to show me where Daddy-o buys his deodorant. And where he gets his foot cream. And where the girl's got their headbands. And where they got the Vitamin C. He was so showing me his turf...I'd never been there before! Ha. So, then, we get to the candy aisle and he's talking about what candy he wanted. He wanted to make sure he got a kind he could share with the girls. And then he was thinking about getting Twizzlers 'cause they're David's absolute favorite, but he settled on Circus Peanuts instead because we were guessing that those were cheaper per ounce. And yes, Isaac was asking about that - not those words, but the gist of the idea. Must have an accountanty father. Or a nerdy mother. Or both. Poor kid doesn't stand a chance. He thought that the whole Family Dollar thing was such a "special treat". Once we got out to the van he was second guessing himself and said he should've gotten the Twizzlers.
Then, when we got home, he said, "I wish we were just walking into the library", since that was the start of our date. And he wanted to sleep in the van or library or just somewhere special and out. Crazy kid. I love you, Isaac Karl. Thanks for the date! Love, Mommy
