So, last night I had the privilege of a night out with an old friend. However, times have changed since high school and college when we were busy giving our parents a run for their money. Both of us are now married moms with quite a bit different priorities than when we were young. Our night out was tame compared to some experiences we have shared, but very fun, nonetheless. Here is he gist...
You know you're a Mama when...
you get giddy when the waiter asks for your ID after you order a beer with dinner.
you go straight into Gymboree for post-dinner shopping.
you sit in the car at the far end of the parking lot while one of you pumps and the other calls to check on the kids.
you stare in aw at the pretty waitress at the bar that is wearing some sort of one-piece, spandex leotard. (didn't know grade school dance attire was in? guess I should have borrowed something from Ms. M's closet)
you don't recognize any of the music that is playing. OK...maybe I did, but she didn't. ;)
you sit and reminisce/cringe about the trouble you used to get into and how your own daughters will pay you back.
you wake up in the morning, ready to do it again ummmm, next year?
Thanks Ms. J for a fabulous "night on the town!"