Breaking the Rules

Eric and I have been trying to be more intentional about spending one-on-one time with the children. So last Friday evening I had to pick up a few groceries at Wal-Mart and I took Everett along. It was already 6:30pm at this point, but I figured we could be back by bedtime. Well afterward Everett said he wanted to go to Target. He much prefers Target over Wal-Mart (so do I). It was already 7pm at this point. Bedtime is at 7:30, but we were having some special time together, so I went with it. There was a chill in the air and it was already dark. We had so much fun at Target. I let him direct where we went. We looked at the toys, the big televisions, browsed the shoes (I even found a new pair!). We giggled. Cookie from Starbucks? Sure! 

Try on sunglasses? Sure!

I am embarrassed to say, we may even had made up a song about stinky poo. Just trying to cater to him being a boy. I love these moments of spontaneity with the children. Staying up past bedtime to watch a movie. Having ice-cream for dinner. Breaking the rules. It happens every now and then and I love the response it creates as if to say, "Are you serious!?! This is great!"