and it wasn't even with my husband.
check out this little heart breaker:
he was such a gentleman. he even offered (demanded) to drive.
and for some stimulating conversation, in the car said, "mom.... letttttt's talk about thomas the train."
he also taught me how to use chopsticks.
and after hitting every single store on the sidewalk, we found ourselves in the pet store. after the novelty of the guinea pigs, snakes, and ferrets quickly wore off, bennett was completely mesmerized by the bird cages. he opened every single one, checked out every nook and cranny. fascinating stuff, those cages.
and maybe its just because i'm not a bird person, but i was shocked when i looked at one particular cage and noticed the price.
yeah, i think we'll stick with 12 cent fish, even if they do live like 2 months longer than their projected lifespan of 3 to 5 days.
and we finished the night off with some orange dreamsicle ice cream with gummy bears on top. oh to be 3 again and actually be tempted by such a treat...