Sometimes we play a game dubbed Remember That Time. It goes like this:
Me: Remember that time we went to San Francisco.
J: Yeah.
You ready? Let’s play Remember That Time.
Remember that time that J turned 30?
yeah.
Remember that time I conspired with his coworker to drive to Chattanooga, TN to surprise him on the evening of his 30th birthday?
yeah.
Remember that time the grandparents graciously cared for our four children so I could sneak away and celebrate adults only style?
yeah.
Remember that time I found that great Mexican restaurant for dinner and the cupcake bakery for dessert in downtown to celebrate?
yeah.
Remember that time that J got a 12 hour stomach virus on his birthday and didn’t see anyone except the front desk clerk who brought him some Powerade and how we got me take out and more Gatorade for J and watched basketball before going to bed early instead of my grand plans when I showed up unannounced?
yeah.
6 comments:
What a FUN game. I am so sorry that your first night away from the kids and NOT spent in a hospital was with a sick hubby. Praying he keeps his germs to himself.
Well just look at it this way less than a month and you will be away again sans kiddos! And this time you get to take an airplane and that always makes it more exciting! So heres to one month to another time away!
BONUS= I get to have a sleepover with Kiran!
Love you
well, at least it was memorable
Oh no! Glad you can laugh about it...I'd be in tears! Hope you all are staying well, and Jonathan is feeling better :)
At least you got some Chili's out of it...I guess.
Oh no!
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