date night

This Saturday, Dave and I got a babysitter. Then we went on a date: an eight mile run.

Sounds torturous?? Think again! We got uninterrupted alone time (if you don't count Deacon), had some lovely chats, burned calories, and didn't have to spend money on overpriced theater popcorn.

Four weeks till Rushmore...(incidentally, I think it's the same time until St. George). Whoo hoo!