The Schmoops had a rare day off this last Monday (because the company he works for, unlike mine, actually celebrates Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. In what strikes me as totally confusing, after totally ignoring the civil rights hero's birthday altogether, my employer will pay me time and a half for Pioneer Day. Strange.) We celebrated by using a gift card we had to take Bug to her first movie. We saw The Muppets, mostly because Mama couldn't even imagine the horror of sitting through a couple of minutes of Alvin and the Chipmunks, let alone a few hours.
Even though Mama wouldn't let her have any popcorn (dangerous, and also, gross) she had a great time. We arrived in plenty of time to take a few pictures with Daddy's cell phone and its overly enthusiastic flash before the movie started, but even the pre-preview commercials were fascinating to a 2 year old.
The next night, Paddy scored some Jazz tickets from the radio, and had the pleasure of watching the Jazz march all over the Clippers in person. He took his second favorite lady in the world since the #1 gal was working.
|First Jazz game date!|
Their seats were not fantastic, but they had a great time anyway. Bug charmed the pants off of all of Grammy Lu's coworkers at half time and got a huge kick out of the Jazz Bear's antics.
Daddy even got some smooches at the end of the date night. Lucky guy.
Come to think of it, it seems our family has the Larry H. Miller group to thank for basically all of our fun this week. Minus the cute toddler and her smooches. We have ourselves to thank for that one, and also my uterus. It did all the work.