Ahh, Saturday night. Our plans were simple. MrsPal wanted to run some errands at the mall, and PalKid wanted to go out with me for sushi. The plan sounded great, but I thought, “hey, it’s Saturday night. We should hang together as a family.” So I ran it by everyone and we agreed to have dinner some place everyone likes, and then go run errands with Mom.
One of the “rules” for taking multiple choice exams is “never change your answer”. I’m really good at multiple choice exams, but apparently I fail at life. Kiddo was a screaming mess most of the evening, tantruming every five minutes about not getting this or not getting that. At one point during our trip to Target, I was pretty sure someone was going to call the cops.
After muscling her into her car seat, she said she still wanted to go for ice cream, and we told her NO! at which point we became the meanest people on the planet, perhaps the universe. I kept waiting for her to wear out her voice, but it wasn’t gonna happen. Finally, we got home, unloaded one exhausted child covered in drool, and had a good family cuddle.
Next week, I’m going for sushi–and sake.