Brett and I turned thirty-one this month. We got to celebrate it together at Tucanos. It was our first date since having the baby. We don't get to go out together often and whenever we do it is so refreshing to remember ourselves. Not ourselves as slobbered-on-Mommy and sixty-hour-week-Daddy, but two people facing the world together and trying to stay above water and in love. We need to date more. Brett threw me a surprise party on my birthday. It was his successful attempt to make up for a botched and upsetting misunderstanding on my thirtieth birthday. Several of our neighbors came and the house was filled with laughter, kids playing, and talking. I do wish I got more pictures, but here's one shot of some of our friends. It was a great night.
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