This morning, my 6 year old daughter said "Mommy, I hope you go have fun when I'm at Daddy's house and don't be sad that you're doing homework."
And I think it is
a) Adorable that my daughter thinks I have been sad about homework and
b)A really good idea that I go out and do something tonight. Yeah, that's right. I'm going to a bar, where I will play darts and overtake a jukebox. If at all possible, with the new Kids On The Block.
Why? Because my 6 year old thinks I should.