peer pressure

last night, i was invited out with some girls from my ward for some cake and ice cream to celebrate one of the girls, brooke's, birthday. afterwards, they were going to see becoming jane. bryce was heading out with some guys and had already asked his little brother if he could come hang at our house while we were both out, since ava would already be in bed. about an hour before i was supposed to go, i realized that i had just used my last diaper. dinner was on the stove and i couldn't leave now to grab diapers since bryce was not yet home from work. the guilt began to set in when i looked around our pantry and refrigerator and realized that i couldn't put off the dreaded grocery trip much longer. we were out of everything! i decided that i needed to take responsibility and instead of going out to the movies, i needed to buck up and do some shopping. bryce got home and i headed out the door to drop by for cake and ice cream, let them know that i couldn't join them for the movie and then off to do the grocery shopping. when i got there, the girls insisted that going to the movies was way more fun than a lame grocery trip. i knew that it would be more fun, but the responsible person inside of me kept telling me that i should stick to the plan. after much deliberation, i finally gave in to peer pressure and headed off to the movies.... with one condition: someone had to lend me 1 diaper to get ava through her morning breakfast routine in a fresh diaper.

well, i'm so glad i went, i had lots of fun! we were sitting next to an elderly couple who at first i thought were so cute. they had sat down by us right before the movie and i heard him ask his wife if she was cold. what a cute little old man, i thought. i imagined bryce and i 40 years from now, sitting in the theatre with his hand on my leg asking me if i was cold. anyways, the movie started and about 30 minutes into the movie my little bro-in-law, who was watching ava, texted me. my phone was on silent and i was discreetly trying to text him back. after a couple of texts the "cute" old man next to me literally started yelling at me in the middle of the quiet theatre. will you stop doing that? your phone is bothering me. you're disrupting the movie. take that outside and stop bugging me! my sweet friend nicole stood up for me and retorted, she's not even talking on the phone! i quickly slid my phone shut and just stared at the screen surprised at what just happened. after a few seconds we all burst out into laughter. now, i know that some of you may agree with the old man yelling at me because i, too get bugged by cell phones ringing or people talking on the phone during a movie. but i was honestly discreet about it and i would never have carried on a texting convo if it wasn't my bro-in-law greg, who was sitting at home with my daughter. as requested, i left the theatre to call him and finish our discussion, which i felt was more disruptive because i had to stand up and walk past everyone, run down the stairs, walk across the front of the theatre and finally out the door. we all had a good laugh about that the rest of the night, i seriously can't remember the last time that i was yelled at by an adult. it felt weird. needless to say, i had way more fun going to the movies than i would've at the grocery store. brooke, lent me a diaper for the morning and this morning i was able to run and grab a new pack. i still, however, haven't gone grocery shopping. i'm just going to have to dilute ava's whole milk with water so bryce and i can have some milk too. thanks girls for twisting my arm!