Us: 2 Sickness: 3
We haven’t had many date nights since Future President was born – date nights that are just the two of us, no highchairs and toys, etc.
The first time we tried to have a date night was when the Blazers were in town and our friend gave us Jazz tickets. G got so sick he was wearing long underwear, determined to go. We didn’t make it past dinner.
The second time was in Portland – we were visiting during my maternity leave and were excited to visit our favorite sushi restaurant. When we got there I couldn’t eat anything. I think it was separation anxiety!
The third time was a success! Future President slept the whole time we were gone and we enjoyed a lovely meal at Epic.
The fourth time, we actually enjoyed sushi in Portland while visiting in July for Future President’s baby deduction.
Tonight we were supposed to be at Epic again since my mother-in-law is here visiting. But we all came down with a stomach bug that sent G to the ER and rendering me completely useless. Luckily Future President hasn’t shown signs of catching it.