Tonight Jack and I found ourselves alone together for the evening. Anne went to a friend's house to spend the night, and Daddy and Bryan went on a "guys night out minus Jack" night. Bryan had really been looking forward to spending some time alone with his dad.
After consoling a sobbing Jack, who desperately wanted to "go Daddy, go Bubba", I decided that maybe he and I needed a night out ourselves. So we went in Jack's car (he calls the car I drive "my car") and headed to Pizza Hut. We sat close together and talked and laughed our way through a small hand-tossed cheese pizza. Actually, I should give you the run-down of what he ate. While at PH he ate a mound of shredded cheese from the salad bar, several croutons, a portion of pineapple, and one slice of cheese pizza. Then we went to Blockbuster and rented a Bob the Builder, a Veggie Tales (Jonah, or "Bob the Tomato" as Jack calls it), two Curious George's and a TeleTubbies (he is absolutely hypnotized by the baby sun). We came home and Jack proceeded to eat three scoops of peppermint candy ice cream, two more pieces of cheese pizza, two sippy cups of apple juice, and one sippy cup of ice water! Sheesh! We watched the entire TeleTubbies video, all snuggled up on the recliner together, until Daddy and Bryan came home. Then there was much running around and general silliness by all the boys.
Altogether, we had a great night. My little guy can be a terrific date. He's cute, he's funny, everybody likes him when they meet him, and he holds my hand and gives me kisses over pizza. What more could I ask for? I love him dearly and am getting a bit emotional about these last few weeks of being alone together for the "last time". I feel a bit sorry for him, because I know that getting a new baby sister is just going to change his entire world. A part of me wishes that there was some way to tell him that he will always be my baby, and I will never ever love him any less than the day I first held him in my arms. I hope he knows. And I hope he likes his sister!