So, we've been out of town for the past few days, visiting and celebrating with my folks in Indiana. My dh was determined to take me out on a rare "date night" with the built-in babysitters and all. So Friday evening comes around and it was now or never.
I was kissing everyone good-bye for the evening, and told my oldest son Isaac we were going on a date and would be back that evening once he was in bed. He told me he would miss me, then cocked his head to the side and said, "What's a date?" (a sure clue we simply do not go on enough dates!).
I said, well, Daddy is going to take me out to a nice resturant, let me order whatever I want, open doors for me, tell me I'm beautiful and that he loves me! When you get married, you'll take *your* wife out on dates too!
"Yah!" he replied enthusiastically. "I could even take her somewhere to get a *Happy Meal*, like McDonald's or Burger King!!".
Yes....a happy meal, son. That's the PERFECT date for your wife (at least it is in his cute lil' 7 year old mind).