I arrived home from work tonight to find five kids running wild around the house. I was pretty sure only three were mine, and sure enough, we were host to a neighborhood playdate. Addie was hungry, so I busily got to work making dinner while princess dress-clad girls twirled around the kitchen. In usual playdate fashion, we started getting the questions, "Can J and K stay for dinner?", "Yes, can I stay for dinner? I'll go ask my mom!" Instead of sticking with the standard, "Not tonight, we don't have enough for everybody" or "We'll have to do that another time when we can plan ahead", J.C. went with, "Not tonight... it really isn't a very exciting dinner anyway."
Thanks for the vote of confidence, hun. Next Friday night after a long week at work, I'm thinking I'll just kick back with a Mike-a-rita, catch up on a little TV, and let him whip up the exciting meal.