Since Mason was born 9 months ago, Byron and I had only been on one date. It's pretty sad, I know. So I planned a secret date for him. I bought tickets to a show and arranged for a babysitter weeks in advance, and then just anxiously awaited for the big day to arrive. It wasn't until the babysitters (our niece & nephew) that I arrived that I told him our plans. He really thought I was messing with him. I just like to think I was the wife of the year.
So off we went to a downtown restaurant called Americana. I had only been once and Byron had never been, and he really liked it. The only thing that didn't go 100% according to plan was that we ran out of time for dessert! Oh well.
When dinner was over we zipped to the other side of downtown to catch a show called Memphis. Oh man, it was so good! At the end of the first act, I had tears streaming down my face, which is a good sign that I'm into the show. And then at the end of the second act, I was doing what I like to call listening with my body. I was pretty much dancing along with the cast from my seat. I can't help it. Although we both stayed up way past our bedtimes, it was totally worth it. I hope that we have another one sometime in the next 4.5 months!