A 47th birthday - what a gas!
Today, er, yesterday, seeing as it's already 1:17 a.m. in the morning, was the BF's 47th birthday.
We celebrated on the weekend with the teenagers but I thought it was still important to recognize the big day today. (Yes, he was born on Sept. 11, which is a little strange. Even stranger, his sister was born on Sept. 11, 10 years earlier.)
I decided to be brave and go on my very first outing as a mommy. I felt heroic completing small tasks that used to be considered mundane. I returned a couple library books with baby in tow. I took Jodie Foster's Flightplan back to the store and returned an Xbox game. Somewhere in there, I also found the time to do something a little romantic for the boyfriend.
One of our favourite restaurants in town is Amadeus Cafe, a small Hungarian/Austrian restaurant on Princess Street that has delicious food and charming service. The boyfriend loves the chicken paprikash and they have perhaps the best escargot in all of Kingston.
When we didn't have a screaming 13-day-old, we used to go there and order red wine, escargot and garlic bread. The boyfriend would have the paprikash and I'd have the breaded filet of sole. (Right now Little Man is wailing ... I can hear the BF saying 'Sweetheart, what's wrong?' Apparently, he has gas.) While I was out doing my errands in the afternoon, I made a phone call to Amadeus to make sure we could have takeout for dinner.
So, no, we didn't have a big night out on the town this year and it wasn't like old times when we'd go out and drink too much and have a delicious night out, but this is the new reality.
But the boyfriend loved having some of our favourite food brought in - and, surprise, surprise, Little Man decided to give his daddy a birthday present: He slept for three hours which meant mommy and daddy had some couple time which led to ...
What? You think I'd tell you here? This is a family-friendly blog. My parents read it for goodness sake!
We celebrated on the weekend with the teenagers but I thought it was still important to recognize the big day today. (Yes, he was born on Sept. 11, which is a little strange. Even stranger, his sister was born on Sept. 11, 10 years earlier.)
I decided to be brave and go on my very first outing as a mommy. I felt heroic completing small tasks that used to be considered mundane. I returned a couple library books with baby in tow. I took Jodie Foster's Flightplan back to the store and returned an Xbox game. Somewhere in there, I also found the time to do something a little romantic for the boyfriend.
One of our favourite restaurants in town is Amadeus Cafe, a small Hungarian/Austrian restaurant on Princess Street that has delicious food and charming service. The boyfriend loves the chicken paprikash and they have perhaps the best escargot in all of Kingston.
When we didn't have a screaming 13-day-old, we used to go there and order red wine, escargot and garlic bread. The boyfriend would have the paprikash and I'd have the breaded filet of sole. (Right now Little Man is wailing ... I can hear the BF saying 'Sweetheart, what's wrong?' Apparently, he has gas.) While I was out doing my errands in the afternoon, I made a phone call to Amadeus to make sure we could have takeout for dinner.
So, no, we didn't have a big night out on the town this year and it wasn't like old times when we'd go out and drink too much and have a delicious night out, but this is the new reality.
But the boyfriend loved having some of our favourite food brought in - and, surprise, surprise, Little Man decided to give his daddy a birthday present: He slept for three hours which meant mommy and daddy had some couple time which led to ...
What? You think I'd tell you here? This is a family-friendly blog. My parents read it for goodness sake!
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