Oh. My. Goodness. I just went on the most AMAZING date. Seriously, I don’t think it could have gone any better. I know I’m gushing, but I just can’t get over it. We’ve been in a relationship for a little while, but some days are really challenging. Sometimes it’s like no matter what I do, no matter how hard I try, he just wants to fight. But today? He was really sweet, he listened to me, he was complimentary and considerate, and I personally think he’s the cutest guy ever.
My work schedule can be a little ridiculous, so I set aside some time for just the two of us. Most of the time, when we hang out, it’s in a small group. I think he might feel like I’m not paying enough attention to him. So I wanted this date to be just about us—to let him know that I think he’s special.
We didn’t do anything exceptional—sometimes I think the best dates are the ones that are the most “real”. We went to the mall, walked around, and did a little shopping. At one store, I tried on a dress. And when I showed it to him? He said “Wow, you look really pretty. You should get it.” My heart nearly burst!
Then he suggested we go get pretzels. He loves pretzels. Unfortunately, the pretzel store was not quite open, so we held hands and walked through the mall. I KNOW!! So sweet! When it finally opened, we shared a container of pretzel bites, and when I finished mine before him, he handed me one of his bites and said “sharing means caring, and I want you to know I love you.” I mean. Does it get any sweeter?
Then we rode the escalator a few times. Up and down. Up and down. In every relationship you should do things the other person likes to do. And it’s not like we had any place we needed to be. Why not enjoy the moment? Then he suggested we walk around and shop a little more. I couldn’t believe it—a male who actually likes shopping! Unfortunately, the toy store he suggested we visit was closed.
Our date was going so well, it progressed to lunch. We split a sandwich, and when I let him get the giant m&m cookie, he told me I was the “BEST mommy ever.”
That night at bedtime? I could tell something changed. He didn’t fight his way through the routine. He hugged me a little longer and stroked my hand while we snuggled. And I savored every minute of it. Because while he’ll always be my little boy, he won’t be a little boy forever. And today? I didn’t worry about the silly household chores or my never-ending “to do” list.