There's This Girl

I love to be alone with my wife. Not necessarily alone alone. Just alone as to anyone else to whom we may have duty or obligation. Time with her when all that's pressing is nothing and our minds are free to run the gamut of conversation and possibility together.
After satisfying my eight month need to see this final Harry Potter film we had time together at the park. The bathrooms there looked like something out of a horror movie, but the lake front was nice (at least so long as one looked out beyond the shore...there was kind of a lot of seaweed and filth built up at the shore). It's a beautiful place we live and it's a beautiful thing to share a beautiful place with a beautiful person. Makes for a beautiful memory.
We talked. Swung on the bench swing on the shore. Admired the fact that we can call this area home. Narrowly avoided geese scat. Were yelled at by a lonely man that we were driving the wrong way out of the park (and we were, but let's be honest, if the lane is 20 feet wide, the one-way sign is just a suggestion). And most importantly, we enjoyed seeing our little boys again when all was said and done.
Thanks be to Olivia for a successful first run as our babysitter.