This past weekend, Kirby and I stole away for a quick trip up to Duluth..did I mention that we were ALONE? As in, just him and me, me and him?
We haven't been away from our kids for 2 whole nights since our honeymoon (7+years ago but who's counting right?) It was well overdue and thankfull Papa Ray and big brother Tyler were able to hold down the fort and take care of the little ones so Kirby and I could spend sometime together.
It was great, I won't lie.
We ate like kings.
We walked slowly down the street...in fact, I would go as far as to say we strolled down the street.
We got in and out of the car and didn't have to click and unclick car seats.
I actually paid attention to Kirby for large amounts of time and everything that I said him wasn't rushed or said in secret codes or spelled out over childrens heads.
We walked in silence at a fast past.
We weren't forced to find the closest bathroom everyplace we went.
We drove for miles with no questions, no complaints, no whines, and no worries.
And at the end of our time alone, we drove home with the excitement of seeing our kids again.
We concluded that no matter how nice it was for it to be just 'us' again, that our lives are better and fuller sharing it with our children.