NOT that kind of GNO.
There was no alcohol or cuss words involved.
It was a mother/daughter date night of sorts.
Of course, I signed us up.
It will be good bonding time.
I took the girls... by myself.
This is no small feat.
I was determined to keep my shit together and not freak out over the little stuff.
We get there and Chick-fil-a was decked out.
Flowers on the table.
Candles on the table.
Table cloths on the table.
Let's just say, we sat down and within the first 5 minutes our purple flower was no longer with us. It was just a green stem.
We had a server take our order.
We had free dessert.
We had photos in a photo booth.
Dear sweet baby Jesus.
This is why I love my children.
Check out Emma face in the last one. (ignore my horrid protruding chin. gross.)
Of course, both girls were totally sketched out when I tried to make them go inside.
Afterwards, they wanted to go over and over and over again.
"WE WANT OUR PICTURE MADE AGAIN!!!"
Of course I was a terrible mother and said no. The line was getting long and others wanted their pictures made.
All in all, I kept my shit together and shall mark this off as a "freaking awesome GNO" (from the mouths of babes).