Date Night
I was never pleased when my parents would go out and do “grown up things” when I was a kid. The babysitter would come to stay with me and the sisters, and I would spend the entire night pouting and imagining all sorts of kick ass excitement and adventure mom and dad were having without me. Dinner and a movie, HA! I knew shit was going down. This is pretty much how I pictured it… because I was a mature 7 year old.
Sincerely,
Sally B.
