Shhh

We snuck out last night.

You know way back when you lived under your parent’s reign, feeling a little feisty and just HAD to get out?  Some how, the role is reversed now, but I still get those feelings.  Only now it is lying to the children instead of parents, doing something edifying instead of naughty, feeling satisfaction instead of guilt and speaking Spanish instead of Pig Latin.

We made plans to see the music production “The Lamb of God” at Gammage.  We invited Katie to join us and had cued her in on the sneakiness of the evening’s events.  It took some extra thought when plans were being made in the present of little ears.  Sometimes we had to spell out words that would cause questions or reference things in a round about way.  The conversation at dinner the dinner table was most interesting with Jarom’s fluent Spanish, Katie’s broken Spanish, My limited Spanish, the kid’s pretend Spanish and Roxwell’s jabbering.

It all went off without a hitch (except for the moment of panic when Jarom noticed our tickets were for Friday night instead of Saturday, but they still let us in).  The house was as we left it, kids fast asleep, the babysitter had a peaceful evening and there were no bad reports to apologize and stress over.