The Date

We live in a special community (again, not helmet wearing, but sometimes I wonder). Anyway, part of the hoa fees we pay go to planning events like movie nights, casino nights, kids activities, etc. So, last friday, they put on a tween dance of which my 8 year old was dying to go to. This of course, left the 6 year old with nowhere to go and nothing to do. So, I told my husband it was time for him to take her on a date. We had agreed when they were toddlers that daddy would teach them how they are supposed to be treated when it's time for them to begin dating and he opens the doors for them, they go to her favorite restaurant, and it opens up dialogue for the girls to ask questions as they get older. So, Friday somehow went from being TGIF, to let's have everything break at 5:00 for my husband. Like a raving lunatic (please refer to pms blog), I began stalking him through calls and text messages at 5:13 and had no idea what to tell my daughter. This struggle for balance with work, kids, life, it should really come with some kind of manual! When I did finally get a hold of him, well let's just say, it wasn't pretty. I accused him of forgetting, I accused him of choosing work over us, anything that had been built up in my pretty red head and all of my fears and insecurities were vomited out over something he had minimal control over. I was tired of waiting for him to come home so that I could move on with my own plans, I just knew he was out to get me and doing it on purpose. So, he got home and I left to go to the dance without even saying goodbye. He called me later in the night to see what time we were going to be done and I meanly said, why are you already done being with her and you're at home waiting for me to take over? He said no, what time, I told him and I said let's meet at Cold Stone (I am a huge believer that ice cream does in fact fix all ailments:) and he said fine. We met over a Like It size of cookie doughn't ya love it and my daughter is going on and on how they went to dinner and then daddy surprised her with a trip to the Nickel Cade (it's a nickel arcade) and she was just beaming. She said daddy took me on a date and he played games with me and we have so many monies left over to go again next time! She was thrilled! I was an ass! He had plans made the entire time to make it a special time of connection for the two of them and he was just as stressed as I was that other obligations were pulling him away from that. So, along with my cookie dough and hot fudge, I had to eat crow. Maybe Cold Stone could add humble pie to their menu of deliciousness-I think I'll write a letter!