What to do when you have the itch to go out for a nice evening on the town, but don’t have a babysitter (I mean grandma) lined up? Dress the kids up and go anyway!
You make reservations so you don’t have to waste precious time waiting for a table.
You request “al fresco” so you don’t have to worry as much about noise or crumbs.
You walk a few blocks to get some gelato and let the tots ogle the selections a bit to build the anticipation.
You make them pose with you on a bench to try and get the perfect mama/child shot on the perfect shade of green bench…and then give up.
You ask for extra cups to split the yumminess and you dive in.
You find that the local book store is still open and the pull is too strong to resist. You try to explain to the twins why you are supposed to talk softly in a book store. Cultural norms are confusing to 3 year olds.
You find them both separately assuming the same posture in different parts of the store and realize that yes, they really are twins. And also growing up.
You attempt to get a family shot. Fail. And call it a night.
Admit that it was more fun with the kids than it would have been without.
Call it the best night ever.