He looked at me perplexed.
"Where we go, mommy?"
"Where do you want to go?"
"Get a pumpkin muffin at the coffee shop."
"Then that's where we'll go."
So off we went the coffee shop for our mommy date.
"I go just with mommy," he said when we got in the car. "Baby brother and daddy have date here."
"That's right, honey," I said. "You're having a special mommy date."
He giggled with excitement in the back seat as we drove to our destination.
We enjoyed sharing a pumpkin muffin and talked about Halloween.
We went for a walk and discussed the fall decorations he discovered in the local book shop window.
And then my little guy declared it was time for us to go home and check on baby brother and daddy to make sure "they OK, mom." I agreed. We held hands all the way to the car, like we used to before my hands were always full carrying the baby. He was all smiles when we arrived at home. I thought it had been a pretty successful first date.
And I found out the next day for sure that it had been quite wonderful in my little guy's eyes.
He was playing in the backyard and breaked for a minute to come up to the door.
"I picked flowers for you, mommy."I took my post-date flowers and placed them in a vase while thanking my thoughtful little man.
While I admit that the post-date flowers were a wonderful gift after our first mommy date, I must say that the happy post-date kid that emerged was the best present of all. We'll certainly be dating again soon.