Favorite Moment
Tonight we met my brother and sister-in-law at my parents’ house for dinner. The Mister and I dropped the boys off first and then headed over to California Pizza Kitchen to pick up food for everyone. The thought occurred to me that I didn’t have to wait with the boys in the car while he went inside the restaurant. Cool! I jumped out of the car and started walking alongside him, continuing the conversation we had in the car. We were half way to the restaurant when I looked down and noticed we were holding hands. I didn’t know for how long we had been holding hands, nor did he.
JULES: “Hey, check it out! We’re holding hands.”
THE MISTER: “I know. It’s nice.”
JULES: “It’s amazing all the things you can do with your hands when you’re not using both to push a stroller.”
That’s it. That’s my favorite moment. A display of affection without artifice or effort. In my opinion, that’s the best kind.
Awwwwwww….how sweet is that?
Very sweet…of course I was waiting to say you went to the bar and had a drink – he he….I hope dinner was great! Have a good weekend!
I’m glad you took the time realize the moment and enjoy it.
Whenever I go out without the kids, I walk around feeling like I forgot something. Mine are too big for the stroller now and I miss it – it used to carry all my bags for me as well as my kids.
And I love moments like that, “Hey look at us, we like each other.”