On Thursday we stayed home. And everyone went a bit crazy. So crazy we were eating dinner at 4:30 and taking bubble baths by five.
After dinner, I decided I would take each kid (except Logan, because he gets plenty of one-on-one time right now) on a date, starting Thursday night with Ben. I took him to Yo Plateau (yogurt place #3 of the week), Trader Joe’s, and the library. It’s amazing how incredibly sweet Ben is when you get him all alone. He must crave attention, because he was so fun to be with for an hour on our own. It was lightly raining, and he was very concerned I didn’t have a hood on my jacket. “It’s because I care of you,” he told me. “I care about you, too,” I replied.
Friday we headed to rural Monroe to the Reptile Zoo. My trekaroo editor contacted me and asked if I wanted to go. I was later contacted by a PR person who was contracted to the Snohomish County Tourism Department. She was so excited for me to write a review so she could “justify her existence to Snohomish County.” It was pretty funny. At any rate, a free field trip for us!
I knew of all the kids, Megan would love it the most. She has loved creepy crawlies her whole life. The boys had a great time, too. Gavin did not even want to leave the house. He is my homebody, and he crawled back into bed with a large book and insisted he was staying home. I hid the remote, his DS, and the computer mouse and told him he was welcome to stay, but he wouldn’t have access to electronics while we were gone. He begrudgingly got in the car, and I think he had fun in spite of himself.
Tonight it was Gavin’s turn to go on a date. He wanted to go to a movie but I really didn’t want to see Paddington, the only decent-looking kids’ movie out, so I convinced him to go to dinner with me instead. He wanted sushi and I asked if dumplings were ok. I took him to the same place Christopher took me Valentine’s Day, and it was delicious. I let Gavin order a few things, and he wanted pork potstickers and sesame oil radish. It was pretty darn good. Gavin loved it. They forgot to put in our last order and we sat there for a bit at the end. I didn’t mind at all, but they insisted on giving us 20% off the bill. We even got frozen yogurt on the way home (place #4).
Gavin doesn’t talk much. Like Christopher, he’s perfectly happy with silence and doesn’t need to express his every thought out loud (like me, Megan, and Ben). There was little conversation, especially on the way home. But I think I know how Gavin felt about the evening, when just before we pulled into the driveway, he quietly said, “Sigh of contentment.”