On Friday I took Sweet Boy#1 out for our annual “Momma Day”, a date with just me and him. I picked him up from school and we drove into Leavenworth to the little bookstore where I got him another “Hank the CowDog” book. Can you believe it, my oldest boy finished an entire 125 page novel and wants another one. Sniff, sniff, I’m so proud. People tell you about these moments, but it just doesn’t prepare you for the real thing…Anyway, then we went and got giant soft pretzels and he purchased a school bus with a real working stop sign at the Woodshop and I got him a robot grabber arm that he can attack his brothers with. Then we took our pretzels down to the park where he decided to play in the sand and mud on the river bank instead of taking our walk. Forty minutes of digging and I had to drag him away to go eat dinner. We ate at “Heidle Burger” where he had won gift certificates for ice cream cones for reading or being read to 20 minutes a night. The school always does something special for the kids that reach their reading goal. In fact, the soft pretzels were also acquired through similar gift certificates. So I guess you could say that he took me out for pretzels and ice cream. And for the first time ever, during our dinner, my oldest boy asked if he could read his new book while we ate. This brought back so many good memories for me. My Mom and I would have “reading meals” if it was just us at home for lunch. Where we would sit together and read our books and eat. This was always very special for me and when my little boy wanted to have a “reading meal” it just brought that all back. So we sat together, nibbling our fries and reading our books…priceless.