Brennan and I had a date tonight. I told him I would pick him up from school and take him, alone (!), to any restaurant he wanted for dinner. The only small little catch was that on the way home from dinner, we had to do a quick stop off at the um, doctor's office, for Brennan's annual check up. Brennan gleefully picked Moe's for dinner and spent much time debating between his ultimate dinner choice of either a burrito or a quesadilla. (He went with the quesadilla and then ate half my burrito anyway.)
We had a nice, relaxed dinner - just the two of us. It is always a treat to get any of my children for some one on one time. At Moe's, Brennan was giddy. He spent most of the dinner two fisting his dippers into the queso, alternating between chunks of quesadilla and chips, as he bounced back and forth to the music. (His most rambunctious bouncing was encouraged by the playing of "Super Freak.") Every once in awhile throughout dinner, Brennan would stop, catch my eye, smile and say, "I love you mom." Yes, it was a perfect dinner.
After dinner, it was off to the doctor for Brennan's third year check up! (Yes, I'm a little late. But then, what else is new?) Brennan got a clean bill of health, received some nice praise for his love of all fruits and veggies, and continued his trend of growing right off the percentile charts for both height and weight.
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