After Dan and I both had break downs and I called my mom to tell her about it, she and Dad offered to watch all 3 of our kids for us so we could go out on a real-live-honest-to-goodness-grown-up date.
We went to Chili's. It was good. Seriously good. And no monitors went off. No body cried. No one climbed on our table. No one knocked over a water glass. No one screamed and had to be carried away. We just ate. And talked. Bliss.
The leftovers went to Maggie. She liked it too. Thanks Mom and Dad. We all needed that.