I went out for dinner with some friends last night.
Like, out out. Without kids.
Like a grown up.
It was lovely.
My 8 year old quizzed me this morning as to my whereabouts and said,
“You were a bit sneaky going out last night mummy. You didn’t tell me you were going out did you?
I didn’t even know you had any friends still…”
Yep. Thanks for that.