Date at the Durham

Yesterday afternoon, I dropped the big kids off and Bob, Grant, and I had a mini date at The Durham. 

A brown derby for me, a Ponysaurus for Bob, and milk for Grant (not pictured). It was great to steal an hour to sit at the rooftop bar and talk about grown up stuff and gaze at each other.

After drinks, we picked up the twins and all went to dinner at the local Italian family restaurant, where we taught the kids how to thumb wrestle (it turns out we have a couple cheaters), and found out they already know how to play Rock, Paper, Scissors. We were the loud, laughing family, and I’m proud of us. 

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