So The Man and I realized the other day that perhaps we need some mommy/daddy time...away from our little ones....I'm thinking a cruise, but it'll have to wait till after we get our house.
However, this epiphany came while we attempted to take our kids to the gym. So we found a great racquetball court that has "waiting rooms" for the kiddos so they can kick back in some lounge chairs, slip a cold juice and watch some TV while mom and dad get their sweat on....
Or so you would think.....
We had two racquet's, notice who has them. That's right, the girls. Who are rocking the latest gym wear, orange and lime~ The Man poor guy, just played bare handed. This impressed me so much, I actually got up from the lounge chair, put down my cold juice and went to dig out the camera.
Then when he took a small break, they took over the entire court. By now they have realized the acoustic quality of the court. They are singing "Crazy Eddies Last Hurrah"...cause there is no better parenting sign than your girls screaming about "double fisting longnecks" and "pipe bombs just for fun"...
Then it got a little cutthroat....and we figured it was gonna happen sooner or later but at this point, kids have to be kids...
Duchess caught a raquet upside the head...while Princess kept on playing. So it was The Man to the rescue. I felt I should at least document the accident in case daycare called about the goose egg on her forehead.
So she sat the rest of the game out, with me...in the big ole comfy lounge chair, with our shoes off, drinking cold juice and watching TV. She and I have totally decided to do this each week, we're dedicated!
