Date Night

Remember when you were dating your significant other? Things were exciting; there were a lot of unanswered questions. Would we have fun? What would she be wearing? How would she look? Would we make out? Would she have a good time? Would she enjoy spending time with me? This feeling continued on late into the relationship although it had some changes. As the relationship progresses questions such as “would we make out?” turned to “Will she stay over?” And things were even more exciting.

Well as much as we don’t want to admit it, things change. When you are married for a while a lot of this excitement gets replaced by day to day things. And you try hard to keep things exciting, by life gets in the way. There are the exceptions such as Valentines Day, Anniversaries and Trips, but they are few and far between. Then when you have kids things are even harder. Spontaneity is gone. Even sex has to be scheduled between nap times and locked doors.

Then comes your savior….Date Night; with a babysitter and everything. You start to feel like a dating couple again. You cherish things as simple as having a few drinks with some friends in a bar (a real bar, with no family sections). A meal where one of you doesn’t have to scold the little one for throwing the salt shaker then chase her back to the table. You get to wonder those questions again (now it’s “what is she wearing underneath” and would the little one stay asleep after the babysitter left so you could find out) You actually broke out the old cologne (even though you had to blow dust off of it).

Well this Friday night we had Date Night thanks to one of our neighbors babysitting for us. We had a blast at our local bar with all of our friends and even had a few beers back at home with our neighbors. Then as everyone left and my wife and I jogged back to the bedroom…..my daughter woke up teething with her 2 year molars. She then proceeded to keep us up all weekend long. When we finally did get time for each other late Sunday…we just wanted to sleep. Poor her. Poor us. Oh well there is always the next Date Night to look forward to.