Mama and I are about to walk out the door on a hot date, thanks to Grammy, who’s looking after the kids while we’re out.
We did finally remember what to wear on a hot date–anything that’s not stained. And we remembered where to eat on a hot date–anything other than mac and cheese. But we’re trying to remember where to go and what to do on a hot date.
Does going to the library to revel in the silence and take a nap count as a hot date?