Monday, November 05, 2007

A Nice Night

Last night, after my excrutiating experience with the esthetician, Larry and I took the boys to Bonefish Grill for dinner. Larry was leery as he had been with Peyton and Shey for three hours that afternoon and they were both whining and carrying on. I armed us with a notebook and 64 pack of crayons and off we went.

The boys were . . . surpisingly good, really good actually, as in we can do this more often good. Shey had fun coloring on the tabletop paper, Peyton completed his word search and Larry and I shared a bottle of wine. Peyton and I also played about a million games of tic-tac-toe and while there were some I let him win, he won on his own almost as often. As we were leaving and on the ride home, I raved over their behavior hoping the positive praise would stick and they would see happy mommy is so much more pleasant than screeching crazy mommy.

Speaking of sticking, our pastor used duct tape to illustrate a point in his lesson on Sunday, The Perfect Church for Imperfect People, which is the second part of a five part "No Perfect People Allowed" series. It never fails when I don't go to church for a few weeks that the message feels like it is directed right to me when I return.

5 comments:

tamara said...

At least you made it to church! And I figured you must have indulged in something prior to singing into my answering machine.

Chelle said...

Brazilian wax? You are a brave, brave woman.

Chelle said...

You have no idea how much I was counting on YOU to come up with a comment about him being square. You did not disapoint. Awesome.

Rebecca said...

Don't you just love it and feel refreshed when you can go somewhere and the kids act good!

Chelle said...

You should totally be flattered because it was the first thing that I thought of when I cropped the picture. On second thought, instead of flattered, maybe you should be scared.