Make It 6.

Dave and I celebrated our six year anniversary in style.

In short, we went fishing and ate Taco Hell for supper.

In long (does that work?), it was an evening that we got to hang out, the two of us, alone. A rare night indeed. We fished and talked and talked some more. Again, very rare. Usually our dicussions are peppered with pipe-ups from Princess Hallie (hello alliteration!).

But tonight, it was just us, Zoey and the fish.

So we talked.

And ate fruit snacks.


And caught fish.



And Dave rowed.






And it was lovely.