Friday Night Dates.

For no reason in particular, our family has recently been developing a pattern of going on "family dates" every Friday night. I think it initially started because I have a strong moral opposition to doing any cooking on Fridays, and has become amplified by a strong desire to unwind after a week of craziness.

I'd like to say this was a plan, or family goal...but, no...it has just happened. I'm not anywhere close to being "with it" enough to have family goals.

Earlier this week Blair forwarded an email to me mentioning that the MLS cup was making a stop in Bountiful. We decided to take the kids to see it (considering we have had no other kind of experience with a championship team in Utah), and thought it might be a good opportunity to document that we try to do fun and cheap things on occasion with our kids.

We brought Emily, one of Ab's Bff's from school, and her very cute 5th Grade brother Zac.

(Whom for future note...Ab tried her hardest to impress ALL NIGHT LONG. Because you know, 5th grade boys totally love knock knock jokes and Miley Cyrus. In his defense, he was extremely kind and a great sport.

PPS...don't tell Ab I've mentioned this or you'll be killed.)

We came home and attempted to relocate our brains to a warm and sunny climate by eating tacos, guacamole, and chips...and drinking smoothies.

And, yes...I broke my rule about cooking...
But, only because I really wanted to pretend I was on a beach in Mexico.
I seem to re-create this night once a year for my kids...when Winter has just lasted a tad longer than my psyche can take.


You can see, Ab was really into the spirit of things...
Either that, or she really wanted to show off her swimsuit and sock combo for her friend's brother:) I love her innocence.