I am happy there is at least a chance at date night tonight. This has been the most work I have put into one in a really long time. I mean the last time I went this nuts was the bet date and the day that I figured out that Amy was the one for me.

I had a lot of it planned even before the hell week that she has had. Nap please work.

I mean I have a baby sitter set up for Hannah, (she is going to my mom and dads and having a sleepover) I made a dinner reservation (Italian mid range but fancy enough for date night), I bought movie tickets (there is this chick flick that Amy has been talking about and she never wants to go to the movies so I had to get tickets).

We drove home and she told me about everything and how they caught the duo and what had to be done and what they found and all that jazz. I honestly wish I could have been apart of it but Holt, as much as he approves of our relationship, does not want us to work on cases with each other because in his words he wants one of us to be able to go home if the other is stuck on a case. Which is not all that bad.

We made it home a few minutes later I took Hannah and Amy went into the room and shut the door.

"How bout some lunch?"

"No."

"But you love lunch."

"Mama." She pouted. I can get where she is coming from I mean she has seen very little of Amy all week.

"She's taking a nap, you can play with her later."

"No,"

"Please. Does kitty want lunch?"

"No. Mom." She really is being a Gruber today and I just thought earlier was one time thing today.

I picked her up and put her in the high chair. She was not happy. She screamed and cried like I was killing her.

I turned around and let her do her thing. I mean it is almost nap time so it is understandable but these fits are the one thing I hate about being a parent especially when she has them in public. I think that is part of being a parent of a toddler and everyone warned me about them. I wish I would have believed them.

I am surprised that Amy hasn't come out to see what is going on. She probably thinks that we are playing or something or is so out of it she can't hear anything.

I handed the screaming mini Hans Gruber a sandwich and apple slices and the screaming stopped. It was as if nothing happened before. Toddlers are strange.

She finished (not without there being carnage on the floor) and I took her to her room and laid her down in the crib and she was out in like five minutes.

I snuck out and went down the hall to check on Amy. She put on some sweats and was sprawled out across the bed like a starfish. She was so cute.

With both of the girls sleeping I went and cleaned up Hannahs lunch mess and sat down on the couch.

I looked through my phone to see if I could come up with anything else for date night. We still may not go but I need this to be an awesome night just to get her to relax with everything going on.