Last night I took my wife on a “big fat date” (what the kiddos call it). Our two oldest girls went with Grandpa C. to Missouri for the weekend. When you have four kids, and two are away, it’s prime time to dump the other two off on someone. Zoey and Kiera had fun hanging with Grandma and Grandpa Bart without their big sisters for once.
We hit an art show (where I bought a pottery piece from a passionate clay scientist from Brandon), a nice early dinner, and hung out at our favorite piano bar listening to the righteous good licks of the Hegg Brothers and watching the oddest NBA Slam Dunk contest I’ve ever seen on TV. In between, though, we hit the Home Depot. Yes, on a date. It was paint shopping, and the wife had big plans for a fresh kitchen look.
After five hours of rolling and brushing today, here it is…