Back story...my loving, enabling yet supportive husband gave me a gift card for my birthday. A gift card to a local (highly recommended) tattoo and piercing establishment to get my nose repierced. I finally find myself with time to use it and have an appointment with the piercer person on Saturday. We also recently discovered a local brewery of tasty beverages exists, tucked away on our end of town that we've been wanted to go by and tour for ourselves.
Him: If your appointment is for 12:30 tomorrow the kiddos and I can drop you off then go find the brewery and see if they'll refill my growler.
Me: Right. So the plan is...drop Mama off at the tattoo parlor to get her nose pierced and Daddy takes the kiddos to the brewery. Excellent. Make it so.
Him: Or, we could just all hang out with you, help you pick out jewelry and then all go to the brewery together.
Me: Oh...and the wee girl can look through pictures and find fairy princess tattoos that we'll tell her she can't have. Perfect! It'll be like our own warped family field trip. I like it!
Needless to say, our Saturday plans are still a little up in the air.