Date Morning Anyone?

Ryan and I aren't the best at "date night."  We've been to one movie in the past year without the kids and dinner perhaps once.    Days are busy and nights are even busier.  It's difficult to find the time or energy to go out, let alone the guilt I feel for leaving the kids alone.  

An opportunity came up, though, to go on a morning date.  

It was going to cost a bit of money and provide nothing in services.  The atmosphere would be beautiful, though slightly chilly, as we'd tour a stretch of the Mesa canal.  We'd spend very little time with our actual date and have to pull ourselves out of bed at 5:30 a.m.  And did I mention transportation would be our own two feet? 

Perhaps he's not too romantic, but oh how I love that half-marathon man!

He's Two!

It's been a long time since I've had a two-year-old boy.  We therefore don't have as many cars and trucks as we used to, not so many army figures.  Even the dinosaurs aren't as plentiful.  They've all been replaced by Barbies, doll houses and dress ups.  Therefore the options were open for a really great present for RJ's birthday.  Hmmm... What... to.... choose.

I settled on a larger-than-foot-tall Buzz Lightyear Action Figure (It's not a doll).  RJ's crazy about his Buzz lunch box!  I was giddy thinking about how much he'd love it.  It's so different than everything we have!  We were all so excited for our unsuspecting boy to open his present.

When expectations are high, disappointment runs deep.  RJ's terrified of Buzz.  I'm so sad!  On a shelf he sits.  

Isn't Woody the one that's supposed to be dumped on the shelf to collect dust?