Last night Dave and I escaped the house for an impromptu date night (a friend had a free night and offered to come over which was awesome!). We hit up Applebee’s for some dessert, 100% because we had a gift card to use. I got the chocolate lava cake and Dave got the apple chimi cheesecakes. We finished our plates and walked out with money still on our card (return trip?). I felt uncomfortably full because I was uncomfortable even before dessert – baby girl was not sitting so pretty.
Here’s the wild side, guys: we left at 6:59pm and arrived home at 7:58pm. We’re crazy, I know.
We could have stayed out longer but a certain toddler that we share the house with doesn’t exactly sleep in just because we stole a date night (and since his fever this weekend still hasn’t been sleeping so great at nights or naps).
Still, 59 minutes of solo time with that guy? The best.