My sister and I drug our men to a Broadway play this weekend. (Joel would never admit it, but he secretly likes Broadway)

She and I like to get all dolled up and go to the The Fabulous Foxx Theatre a few times a year. Nothing that particularly struck our interest was playing for a while, so we just decided to see Hairspray.

We went all out and bought new dresses for the occassion, and of course, New SHOES. (Joel frowned at this because my shoe storage reached capacity several stilettos ago)

We did not really want to see that play, but we really wanted to go somewhere nice, and the Foxx is our favorite place. Our mistake was when we revealed to the men that we were not very excited about the play itself, but rather the night out,. They gave us a lot of grief about dragging them to see Hairspray.

But, the play was WAY better than I had anticipated, and even the boys agreed it was entertaining and funny.

Joel and I are having a "Date Night" tonight. Of course, it includes watching the new Transformers movie, which brings me to another topic - Grown Men Having Toys.

My husband puts on a professional, mature persona, but underneath there is a boy who really thinks the missing All Spark will bring his electronics to life. It is kind of cute to watch him play transformers with the boys (until they try to touch his prized autobot and he gets territorial).

While it is fun to watch all my boys play transformers together, making the transforming sounds and pretending to battle, it leaves a mess. Inevitably, they will move on to something else, and when they do - there lay the transformers in the floor.

My solution was a simple plastic tote with a snapping lid. It makes wonderful toy storage and keeps them out of the way. (This solution also keeps those ugly things off my shelves - where Joel would like to put them on display - NO WAY)