In the middle of last week, I told my husband “I need a date night.” I really needed a good adult conversation and just a little time without one or two kids saying “Mom! Mom? MOMMY!” every few minutes while a toddler pulls at my arms to pick him up. We really don’t get to go out that often and it’s pretty obvious. After I told my husband, he replied that he was talking to my Dad the previous night and my Dad mentioned that we hadn’t went out in awhile and offer to watch the kids one evening. “Think of some things you want to do besides just go to dinner, ” says my husband…