This morning before Bob left for work we were trying to take a moment to talk. Obviously, with four kids, there isn't a lot of time for romance, private chit-chat or dates - we take what we can get.
We stood outside of one of our daughter's rooms, our voices were lowered and we just chatted softly for a few minutes about non-child related things. It was nice.
Then we heard the sounds of our daughter waking, and within a few seconds we heard another sound: that of her loudly and obviously using the restroom. I looked at Bob, my lashes lowered. "It's almost as if we're in a private cafe, talking over candlelight, huh?"
He smiled back. "Yes, and we're listening to soft jazz being played - I do believe that was the trumpet solo."
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[smiling between clenched teeth]
She's going to kill both of you when she reads this in years to come.
I love Bob's quick thinking.
Yes, take it when you can get it. Now that we're empty nesters, we're still so busy, we have to sometimes arrange time to discuss important things.
So romantic!
Swoon! (lol)
Oh, but the day she realises that her morning constitutional was blogged about!
Um, Eww.
I don't get it. Does she have a radio in the bathroom? What I don't get is a child listening to jazz. That strikes me as odd. She must be very mature for her age.
I recommend large bolt on bedroom door - although be warned the husband and I were enjoying an innocent lie in once....and heard the children in the garden talking to the next door neighbour ...
"Mummy and Daddy have locked themselves in the bedroom...."
Cringe!
That is hysterical!
Only after years of marriage can that pass for true romance!
You've gotta take it any way you can.
Ha! The romance is alive...
tee hee..sounds like the soundtrack to my life!
She is going to love this one!
I love the unexpected, unplanned, "stolen" moments with Hubby. ;)
Ahhh, the sounds of family :)
hee hee
LOL - that was such a great snippet!!! Loved it.
See! You can have romance anywhere, anytime with the right person!! And an imagination!
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