We’ve somehow managed to wrangle some couple time twice in a month. We tend to forget that we should go out, just the two of us, for long periods of time and when we do think of going out together it’s been a good six months since our last outing.
We escaped to Wales for the day not long ago and then last night we grabbed the chance to go and see Logan at the cinema. We ran as fast as we could to catch the earliest showing and then thoroughly enjoyed the very last helping of Wolverines story. It’s really worth a watch and the husband is now a bit paranoid about whether he enjoyed it so much because we got some free time together, or whether the movie really is awesome. At the moment we are going with the latter but the euphoria may die down over the next few days and we may realise it was because we got some couple time twice in one month.
We really do enjoy the rare child free times although we then somehow spot a tiny toddler or a 6 year old on our outing and find them super cute or utterly hilarious. Then we miss the kids. It’s a weird kind of cycle and I think we’re just not used to spending regular time together any more or eating dinner without having to cajole two little ones to finish theirs first. We’ll probably forget now for a good few months to but two outings in one month feels quite indulgent at the moment.