Last night, Chris and I stole 2 hours for ourselves. The babysitter came when Greta was already asleep and we slipped away for a much needed date night. It’s been a very long time. Definitely months since Chris and I went out on a date, just the two of us. Hence it being blog-worthy. We do most of our eating out as a family, as well as everything else–which we wholesomely refer to as, “family date night.” Not the same, let me tell you. We didn’t have to pick our restaurant according to the kid’s menu, or cut up food in to tiny pieces for the little miss OR, my least favorite, scout out the broom and dust pan to pre-sweep under our table before our server and the rest of the place starts giving us the stink-eye–yes, I do that.
|breaking news: we actually got a picture together|