“A portrait of my husband, once a week, every week, in 2013.”

I went on a date two nights ago with this handsome man I sometimes call my husband. You don’t want to know what I call him other times. It reminded me that I need to be okay with leaving the kids with a sitter from time to time to enjoy an evening out with the this hunk of meat. Before we even turned off our street, we turned toward one another and high-fived. Indeed, I love this man.

Side note: Standings over on Top Baby Blogs are reset. You’re two clicks away from voting. Would you be so kind? Your parents won’t mind at all if you do. If you caught The Cat in the Hat reference then you must have a toddler too.