No, unfortunately I'm not talking about us grown-ups. It's been a couple of weeks since Mike and I have been out on a date.
A few days ago I got out a crate of baby toys, trying to take inventory to figure out what I can give Levi for Christmas that will actually get played with. Sam, true to his 3-year-old self, had much more fun with the actual crate. He asked me to put Levi inside, and told me that they were going on a date in their airplane. You may be able to make out a yellow net between the two of them. It is for catching fish. Sounds like a fun date, huh?
I love seeing them play together, and it happens more each day. My frequent prayer is that they will become good friends.