Mr. Not-So-Spontaneous surprised me tonight. We were sitting at a restaurant eating dinner and watching the snow fall when he remembered a time as a kid that his dad took him and his siblings sledding at night. Then he asked if we wanted to go. Tonight.
I was so excited at his Random-Act-of-Spontaneity that I agreed immediately. Surely it's normal to drag one's children out to a park at a busy intersection in the middle of town at night, when it's snowing heavily, to go sledding.
Or maybe it's not. But we still had a great time.
Admittedly, it wasn't all for the kids... it was fun for Mommy and Daddy, too.