A date and pink eye

Last night I decided (at the last minute) that Ryan and I needed a date night.  I wasn't sure we would be able to pull it off being last minute and all, but Ry said "call your mom, she won't care".  He was right.  :)

So we loaded up the littles and off to Grammy's we went.  As we were driving along Collin wondered out loud...

"are you and daddy leaving when we get to Grammy's?"

My response...

"Yes daddy and I are going out on a date."

"What's a date?"

"A date is when mommy and daddy go out together and talk."

A few moments of silence pass by.

"Hey mommy, know what?!"

"ya bud, what's up?"

"When I grow up and I am a daddy I am going to take YOU on a date and we can talk."

"Is that so?!  Well what will we talk about?"

"God"

"Oh, well I like to talk about God."

"Good because that's what we are talking about on our date when I grown up."

It's on my calendar sweet boy, and I'm holding you to it!!

Just don't grow up too fast...


In other news...

Friday when I picked Collin up from school he had a fever and a sore throat.  Boo.  Today when I picked him up I discovered ( from across the room, it was that obvious) that he has pink eye in BOTH eyes.  

Needless to say I have a love/hate relationship with school and all it's germs.  Wish me luck as I try to wrestle the bear  boy to get these drops in!!