On Valentine’s Day I was standing in the kitchen dressed up and ready to go to dinner with our wonderful friends Eileen and Michael. We were heading to a restuarant downtown that is known for their amazing martinis (that were quite lacking on V-Day). Steve came downstairs dressed up as well and Alaina asked me where I was going.
Me: I’m going on a date.
Alaina: With who??
M: With Daddy
A: Eeeewe, you can’t do that Mom, you guys are MARRIED.
Then she proceeded to rant for 10 minutes that she never wants to get married or date. I told her her father would appreciate that.
Yeah, you can’t do that. That’s gross.