Tonight both Ian and Marysia and I had special treats.
Ian had a playdate with (aka, was babysat by) his day-care teacher, Rachel–whom he just loves to pieces.
And Marysia and I got to go out on a date. A movie! Dinner out, without a high chair at the table! Adult conversation and no discussions of baby poop or sleeping patterns!
We went to see The Village, the latest film from M. Night Shyamalan. We both liked it pretty well, although I thought it was a weaker film than The Sixth Sense. RottenTomatoes.com rates it 44%, which is “rotten,” but not a low rotten. I’d agree with their general assessment that: “The Village is appropriately creepy, but Shyamalan’s signature twist ending disappoints.”
After the movie we went to Café Venice, in downtown Tuscaloosa. I had a steak filet and Marysia had shrimp and pasta, with a marinara sauce. Tasty, but the real kicker was a piece of cheesecake we shared that was about four inches tall. Yum.
When we got home, we found Ian and Rachel in good spirits. They’d apparently had a fine ol’ time.
So, Date Night turned out to be a treat for all involved.