Daddy-Daughter Date Night

I love my daughters!   I often look at them (especially when they are sleeping) and say to myself, "Who am I to deserve such children!"  Sometimes while they are awake I say the same thing but it has a different meaning.  Ahem.  But that is rare.

Anyway,  this is the second year for us to attend Chick-Fil-A's annual "Daddy-Daughter Date Night".  It was so nice, but to be honest, we were able to give each other a lot more attention last year when there was no giant, live COW on the scene.  He kind of stole the show, so to speak.  Maybe next year I'll wear a costume.

You buy your meal, but they give you coupons for free food, and they take your photo and give it to you, and each daughter gets a rose to take home.  Oh, and the ice cream is free.  If possible, I want to take my own desert for them next year.  They give too much ice cream and the girls can't be still and then afterwards when the sugar wears off they get grouchy.  So with a minor adjustment or two, the date night will only get better from year to year.

Anyway, I love my daughters!   Did I mention that?