Brad and I celebrated our 17th Valentine's Day together this year. That's a long time, ya'll! 
Jackson had school in the morning, so Brad took Noah and me to La Madeline for breakfast. Can you say cinnamon french toast?
That evening we went to dinner. And by we, I mean all of us, of course. Jackson does NOT DO babysitters.
We tried out a new place, Annabella's Cafe in Mansfield. It had Greek food, for Brad, and Italian food for me, and spaghetti for the kids. It was pretty good. I actually got to eat my dinner with minimal kids-hanging-on-me, and only a little sauce ended up in my hair. Brad claimed the smell of garlic on me was way sexy.
We got the tiramisu to go because Noah had had enough of all that by dessert time. And because we had to wait a little while to order (apparently our waiter didn't realize he was responsible for our table) we got some baklava thrown in for free!
Jackson had school in the morning, so Brad took Noah and me to La Madeline for breakfast. Can you say cinnamon french toast?That evening we went to dinner. And by we, I mean all of us, of course. Jackson does NOT DO babysitters.
We tried out a new place, Annabella's Cafe in Mansfield. It had Greek food, for Brad, and Italian food for me, and spaghetti for the kids. It was pretty good. I actually got to eat my dinner with minimal kids-hanging-on-me, and only a little sauce ended up in my hair. Brad claimed the smell of garlic on me was way sexy.
We got the tiramisu to go because Noah had had enough of all that by dessert time. And because we had to wait a little while to order (apparently our waiter didn't realize he was responsible for our table) we got some baklava thrown in for free!
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"only a little sauce ended up in my hair" sounds romantic. ...More romantic than my Valentine's... =)
~jen~
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