Kicked to the curb

I guess that talk Mark and I had about Lily needing some more one-on-one time wasn’t totally off base.

Last night I had plans to do something with the playgroup mamas and decided to leave Lily with Mark, only bringing Anya along. When Mark asked Lily if she wanted to go out to dinner, just the two of them, she responded by jumping up, putting on her sweater and running to the door.

She also gave me a smug look and said, “Not you, Mommy. Just me and Daddy go to dinner. You stay here! Bye, Mommy! Bye, Anya! YOU’RE NOT COMING!”

And then she giggled in glee.

I guess I know where I stand.