in need of a date.

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Three days in a row...

I've had a completely unproductive, terrible day. It actually started last night. Just after I posted my gratitude list, we sat down for a FHE lesson. The kids and I had made homemade memory cards and we were going to play a game. But the baby was screaming and I couldn't settle her down for anything, so I went in the other room. And for one reason or another, I started crying too. It's kind of comical now, especially thinking about Aaron's face when he saw me crying-- I could literally see his brain going through the list of things he said to me and wondering if they were offensive. It was nothing he did or said. I was just done and didn't know what else to do but cry.

I opted out of the game we worked so hard to make and retired to bed early. Aaron played a few rounds with the boys and put them to bed without dessert. I finally got Roma to relax after laying down next to her. It is sweet and really annoying that she controls my life. After the kids were asleep, Aaron came into the room. I was still crying and tried to read while he got ready for bed. He does a nightly workout routine (sit-ups and push-ups) and I love that about him. But on days like this, it annoys me more than anything because I know I should join him and I just don't wanna. Last night he turned on some music to help motivate us him. I asked him to put in his headphones so I could concentrate on my book. He obliged but then started dancing to his music which was totally distracting and completely entertaining. I was trying to guess which song he was listening to just by his moves. And as hard as I tried not to laugh, I couldn't help it. I even caught the last 40 seconds on video, but he said if I post it, I will never get another performance again. He's all threats.

This morning I woke up to get the kids ready for school. The babies were still sleeping and I hate to wake them. Zack was bouncing off the walls at 7 AM, which is very normal. He brought me a big glass of ice water and said, "I thought you might love this." I did. He followed it with, "I just really want you to have a great day." Love him. Towards the afternoon, he could tell it wasn't a "great day" (baby crying, Simon being crazy, laundry sitting in piles, etc.) and he asked me if I would go on a date with him for some ice cream later tonight. I am without a husband, but I am going to figure out a way to make that date happen because I need it.

Daddy came home for 30 seconds to eat dinner with us. He asked how everyone was doing and we told him that Roma was being a cry baby. He responded with: "She takes after her mommy!" And then he smiled at me hoping I wouldn't bust out in tears again. The truth hurts sometimes. I told him that I was going to be okay because I have a hot date tonight. Zack beamed with pride and said, "Yeah! I asked her out!" Dad wanted to know if I had broken the news to him that I am married. He also told Zack that I was hard to please, so he gave him a couple of pointers: open the doors, pull out the chairs and bring wads of cash. He knows me so well.

My free time is up. Time to clean up dinner and get dolled up for my six year old stud-muffin.