Fourteen years and still going strong. Not too shabby.
You can see how it all began
here, if you're interested.
Emma and I are loafing in town waiting for M to get back from his grocery run. Then we're going to the Inn for supper together. With Emma. How romantic, I know. Grandma is bowling tonight and we can't break our streak of never having hired an evening babysitter. We'll still enjoy it, trust me.