You know you are the parent of a young child when you cannot go out on your anniversary weekend because the child is sick, and who is fool enough to watch a sick child?
So, we had to postpone our plans for this weekend.
Except, we don't know what the hell to do.
You see, we so rarely get chances for a night to ourselves (including a sleepover for Mr. P at Grandma and Grandpa's house) that we are completely out of practice planning for something that does not involve a five year old.
We are debating going to see Cirque Du Soleil, but we've seen them a few times already, and dude, the tickets are 90 bucks apiece. For a tent in a parking lot. That's what really gets me. Add to that it is a show based on a funeral, so I'm guessing it may or may not be all light and fluffiness.
We are so pathetic that going to a movie in a theater is a treat for us.
Maybe what I'll do is look at the movie schedules at the mega-plex and just plan out an entire day of movies, hopping from one theater to another. Every time we would walk to a different theater, we would wonder if we will get a tap on the shoulder, asking us to please leave.
You know me, I like to live on the edge. The edge of what is debatable, though.