… come with having not-small kiddos anymore. Kiddos that are big enough, and responsible enough to stay home alone. Without a babysitter. Well, ok, sometimes we joke about the Xbox-babysitter. But Xbox aside, having older kiddos means Big Dude and I can have dates whenever we like. And we like. Dates. And each other. I’ve always been a pretty cheap date. This particular Saturday morning we made our own coffee (Big Dude makes coffee way better than any Sbux), threw it in thermos cups, and hit the road for a meandering drive up the coast after the big rain storm. For the mere cost of a couple donuts, some parking fees, and gas, my heart was full. Great date morning.