Ah...Fresh air. We got away this weekend. Not far away, but far enough that only the dog-sitter knew where we were headed. Money's tight so we actually went into a nice restaurant and ordered one meal to split between the four of us (My husband was the only one who was embarrassed). Mostly we were just happy to be away and together. It also helped that we all had pop-tarts in our pricelined hotel before leaving for our special evening.
The most enlightening part for me, though, was realizing that stressful situations are where I like my kids the most. They trust me there. No one argues. No one asks "why". No one runs around crazy like a chicken with their head cut off. They just stand perfectly still at my side and hold my hand. They trust me. I am their comfort and security. Those moments are why I became a parent. So open wide the gates of stress! Bring on the crowded malls and noisey restaurants! Welcome the strang smelly men who insist on talking to small children. MY CHILDREN NEED ME!
WOW! How refreshing!
Then BAM!
My sweet sweet child actually sat on the potty, still wearing her underwear, and pee peed.
I love being needed.