An Ice cream and American Idol, just for me!

As I was typing the title of the post, I was picturing Macaulay Culkin's voice from Home Alone saying, "a lovely cheese pizza, just for me."  Since I've been with Gia 24/7 without a break for over a month, Bobby, the wonderful husband that he is, gave me a night off... or, at least an hour and a half off.  

Her shirt says "Daddy's girl."  I thought it was appropriate for their date night.

Thursdays at this time of year, American Idol comes on at 7, so Bobby left with Gia at 6:30pm and wasn't allowed to come home until 8pm.  I went out at 6:30pm to get ice cream at Farr's Fresh.  For those of you not in Utah, it's the only ice cream place close by that I can get custard, AND, you get to put whatever toppings on it that you want!  I chose oreos and mini M&Ms, and then peanut butter fudge on the side (which the cashier generously didn't charge me for!).  Yep, that's right, this was my night and I was gonna live it up.  I probably took in enough calories for the whole day, by oh my, it was worth it.

Of course, right beside Farr's Fresh is Kid-to-Kid, a child consignment store.  I had a few minutes to kill, so what was I to do?  Wait in my car?  Get the ice cream early and go home?  Nope.  Like a magnetic force, I turned towards Kid to Kid and went inside.  And really, can you just browse when you have a baby girl and the clothes are stinkin cheap?  Again, nope.  So, I bought 3 shirts, each for $1.99.  I justified my purchase by telling myself that we had gone under our grocery budget this month, so I just put in on that tab.

I brought my shirts and ice cream home just as American Idol had started.  I sat myself down and enjoyed the home-made sundae.  For the record, a mommy's job is never done, so I ran downstairs to do laundry during the commercial breaks, but was back on the couch covered in a blanket with my ice cream in hand by the time American Idol came back on.  If I had been a good blogger like my friend Rebecca, I would have taken pictures of Am. Idol on TV and my Farr's ice cream, but I was so excited about having this time to myself that I didn't think about it.

American Idol was awesome, and my ice cream was delicious.  I am blessed to have a husband who cares so much about my needs that he doesn't hesitate to take Gia out and give me a small break.  He loves to spend one-on-one time with Gia anyway, so it was a win-win situation.  

Last story of the night:  Bobby and Gianna went to Starbucks, and at the end Gia got a little fussy.  So Bobby drove around for 20 minutes to let Gia sleep in the back seat.  Unfortunately, Gia was getting fussy because it was time for her to wind down, read a story, nurse and THEN go to bed, which meant that she was up last night until nearly 10pm.  Oh well.  She was really active after eating, so I asked Bobby jokingly, "what did you give her at Starbucks?"  He replied, very seriously, "I only gave her a drop!"  We had a discussion about how coffee isn't good for her, and I had a small panic attack until Bobby flashed his sneaky grin and said, "Just kidding!"  Gotta love that man.