I love that picture floating around that says, "Woooohooo, it's Friday night! Oh, wait, never mind I am a parent." Oh ye, with young children, do you feel it, too? I love my kids but we can't help in the midst of Friday night chaos drift off in our own thoughts of what pre-children Friday nights were like. I can say with almost complete certainty I never expected these two conversations to occur while out to eat with the family on Friday night.
Isaac proudly wore his construction vest tonight to dinner. We made him put a jacket on because you know it's COLD out but he took it off the moment we hit the door of the restaurant. Should I mention that he had nothing on under his cotton vest that leaves a half inch of his stomach exposed? I noticed right away but said nothing. Who wants to fight with a bull-headed 5-year-old over something like that. Apparently Jereme did.
Jereme: Put your hoodie back on, Isaac.
Jereme: You need to put it back on now.
Isaac: Why? I have on my vest!
Jereme: You can't wear that in here.
Jereme: Isaac, you can't wear something like in a restaurant!
Isaac (oh yes, I am going to use shouty capital letters b/c if you know Isaac you know he does NOT talk quietly): LOOK IT'S FINE. I CAN TOO WEAR THIS BECAUSE MY NIPPLES AREN'T EVEN SHOWING!!!!
Well, how can you argue with that reasoning? I guess you can't because guess who wore his vest the entire time.
And, then partway through supper...
Luke: Daddy, move!
Jereme: You have enough room, Luke.
Luke: Daddy scoot over now!!! I gotta poop and it's GOING TO BE A REALLY STINKING POOP!!!
You've never seen Jereme move that fast. And, the people sitting around us were so obviously blessed by our family.
And, that's the precise moment when I drifted off to my happy spot of dinner and drinks once upon a time...