Babysitters are few and far between when you have four kids and a budget to maintain. About a month ago Greg and I started realizing that the sum total of our daily conversation went something like this:
"Did you put gas in the van? Yes; can you get my dry cleaning? Sure; don't forget I have a hair appointment tomorrow night. Okay, I'll try to get home on time; how did Tai Quon Do go today? Ummm, good, but you need to talk to the boys about staying focused. Okay, and don't forget I have a soccer game Thursday. Got it; have you paid the cell phone bill yet? Yep, I paid it online. How did Chloe's spelling test go today? It went well. Oh, great, is Charlie up already?"
You get the idea.
Desperate times call for desperate measures, and so I give you... Dining Room Date Night.
We made a pact to be more intentional about spending at least one night per week alone together, sharing a meal after the kids have gone to bed. We either get takeout or make something nice, and get takeout sides so we don't have a big mess to clean up.
The champagne flutes were the ones we toasted with at our wedding. They're my favorite thing in the china cabinet.
Dessert delight. Cincinnati's finest, now available at your local Giant Eagle.
The cool thing is that we've found that we actually sit in the dining room longer than we would at a restaurant. There's no waitress bugging us, no concern about getting home to the sitter. Once a week, we have nothing but time for each other.
"Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins."
1 Peter 4:8