I love how people thought that Matt took ME on a date this weekend.
*insert crazy laugh here*
No, I made him take Olivia to her Me & My Guy Dance for Girl Scouts on Friday. Just like last year, he's reluctant to go because it involves people, people he doesn't know, and forces him to interact one on one with one of his children without me to take over or at least help him through it. It's probably just as painful for Olivia.
I got Olivia out of school fifteen minutes early so I could take her to get her hair done at a salon. Why? Because at almost 31 years old, I still cannot use a curling iron to save my life. It just doesn't work and there's magic involved and nobody is willing to share the secret with me. So I'm forced to pay $30 after tip to have someone else do it. But she looked gorgeous.
So Matt took her out for dinner before and she was looking forward to chicken strips (sound familiar, friends of mine??) and then they headed to the dance.
Meanwhile, Jackson and I ate a lot of pizza and watched kid movies. We also may or may not have eaten a quart of ice cream right out of the box.