Our daughter took us out on a date.

We usually try to walk in the evenings.  K decided that she had a hankerin' for something different.

"We can go play miniature golf & get ice cream."

Hubs and I looked at each other and decided why not.  K had won 2 free games and 2 free cones from the fall Walk A Thon fundraiser that we did at the school.  The weather that was threatening all day had blown over, so we could cruise on out and go.

We opted for ice cream first, but knew that we couldn't take the cones on the course.  The coupons were for free small ice cream cones.  We usually get the kid cones.  The small cones are borderline large in any other realm.  It is also homemade ice cream.  K got blue moon with a smiley face and I had chocolate chip.  "Are you going to eat all of that," asks my otherwise lactose intolerant husband.  "Yes, but if you'd like a bite, you may."

He took a bite.

Since I scored the cone, Hubs got to play the game.  I kept score.  There are two courses side by side. K wanted to play the other, but a slower-than-cold-tar family decided on course 1, so we opted for course 2.  (When we finished, they weren't even 1/2 way through their course.)  Though Hubs won, K spanked him on a few holes.

We took a drive down through the park.  We watched the sunset and looked for wildlife.  (We saw a deer that Hubs decided to back up for all of us to see.  I told him that doesn't scream, "We're from the city," at all.)  Hubs took us for a romantic stop by the local big box for some family supplies.  We arrived home tired and all ready for bed.

It was a nice night.  The humidity dropped, it wasn't too hot and it hadn't gotten too buggy yet.  Our girl shared her prize with us and she didn't have to.  It was a fun time to be had by all.  :)