Babykins has two very distinct relationships with her father. They take occur at two different times of day.
7 a.m.-7 p.m.: “Daddy is the Best” Relationship
7 p.m.-7 a.m.: “Daddy is the Worst” Relationship
I’ve been trying to tell Babykins that Daddy is okay 24/7. She still doesn’t believe me.
Yesterday was our 5th wedding anniversary. It was also our first anniversary since we became parents.
Okay, technically we were parents last year, but Babykins was still in-utero. It was easy to bring her with us and impossible to leave her with a babysitter.
Anyway, my husband and I decided to go on our first date in almost 11 months to celebrate our anniversary. My parents graciously watched Babykins for a couple of hours so we could go out to eat.
We had this conversation on the way to the restaurant:
I recently had an opportunity to go shopping at the local thrift shop sans Babykins. That meant I could actually try on clothes! Since I’m in desperate need of new shorts, I was excited to find a pair that fit and were in a length that I liked.
The only downside: They were in a camouflage pattern.
Usually cameo is not my thing. However, finding shorts that fit is a bit of a challenge these days, so I went ahead and purchased them.
A few days later I wore them for the first time with a forest green T-shirt. My looked at me and said, “You know, if you put on the right style of hat and carried a gun, you would look like some sort of rebel fighter.”
“So you don’t like the outfit?” I replied.
“No, I like it fine. I’m just saying,” he mildly responded.
Fortunately, we’ve been married long enough for me to know that my husband means what he says when it comes to my attire. So he truly didn’t find my outfit horrendous but it did remind him of something a rebel fighter would wear.
I’ll continue wearing the shorts because they’re comfortable, but at least now I have the makings of a Halloween costume.
Check this out:
You see the schedule for Friday, August 7?
That’s right, it’s empty! For the first time in 2 months, we have absolutely nothing on the agenda for my husband’s day off. Well, except for making Mac & Cheese for dinner, because hunger knows no rest.
Friday will be glorious!