Friday, March 25, 2011


When we lived in Fort Smith
we had a huge bedroom,
even after Tyler & the kids surprised me
with a bathroom and walk-in closet.
For awhile,
we had a little table set up in there
which was perfect
for an impromptu game of rummy or backgammon
and some coffee with a couple of double fudge Milanos.
We'd just tell the kids we were going on a date
and the big ones would watch the littles
for 1/2 hour to an hour.
(thank, guys!!)

We don't have that here.
I know.
It's hard to get away from everyone
and have a few moments to ourselves.
For some reason,
telling little people, "No. You may not have a drink of my coffee."
fifteen times
isn't fun to me.

Van Dates.

We tell the big boys
-  but say nothing to the little kids -            
and sneak out to the van
and drive
all of 15 feet
to the play field 
and park.
Alone. Together.

Number 173 of my 1,000 gifts:
van dates.


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