We try to take our kids on "dates" pretty regularly. As in, one parent with one kid for a little quality time where they get all of our attention. Usually we end up at Yogurt Mountain for these dates. I don't hate that. Sometimes, we just go run an errand. This is, of course, fun for them because they get to walk inside, instead of ride in a cart, and put all the merchandise up on the conveyor belt, or "pay for it."
A few days ago, I picked up Chick-fil-a and Grey, Bo, and I went and had a little picnic near Sam's school while we waited to pick him up. I mentioned to Grey that it was kinda like we were having a date (since Bo was strapped in a stroller and therefore, was pretty low maintenance).
I complimented Grey on holding the door open for me and using good manners. I reminded him that was the way he should act when he gets older and takes a girl out on a date. Here's how our conversation went.
Me: Grey, you sure are being a gentleman...holding the door open for me and using such nice manners!
Me: That's how you should act when you get older and take a girl on a real date. Guys should take care of girls on their dates.
Me: Really, the only difference is that you'll need to pay for the girl.
Grey: How she gunna fit? (with quite the confused face)
Grey: How she gunna fit on da paya? (Translation: How is she going to fit on the conveyor belt?)
Me: Oh, hahaha, no honey...I mean you'll need to buy her food for her, not actually pay for HER.
That's an entirely different conversation.