for silence that is. I also have an overwhelming desire to talk to my husband without being interrupted for more than three stinking minutes.
So, what does one do when they can't get a babysitter? One hauls her family into Applebee's at 7:30 (on a school night no less) and orders everyone ooey, gooey desserts.
What follows is a blissful sound of absolute silence and then a five minute conversation with my husband.
And then Lauren knocks her drink over, Ellie yells that the lights are in her eyes, and Shannon starts yelling "I Shannon".
It was well worth the price for those 5 minutes.