It's probably no secret that I've had kind of a rough week.
Sick babies, no husband, sisters moving to Paris and Oregon -- it's been a lonely and trying five days.
I think poor Reece was starting to fear for his life and probably got sick of coming home to an emotional wreck every night, so he exercised his wisdom and took me (and James) out on a little date tonight.
Just. What. I. Needed.
We started our evening of romance at Terra Mia for some margarita pizza -- something that always brings peace to my soul.
It did not disappoint.
Please note Reece checking the score of the BYU football game on his phone.
Don't worry, I asked him to.
Next stop: The Sweet Tooth Fairy for a strawberry shortcake cupcake.
Because if there's a cure-all solution to any problem, it's a cupcake.
There's nothing like a trip to the Provo dollar theater to remind you of how much fun (and often awkward) college dating can be.
I am certain I terrorized several first-date couples by nursing James a few times during the showing of Super 8.
Yep, I'm that lady now.
Whatever I can do to help people find love, right?
We ended the night on a very high note at The Chocolate, where we devoured a couple of cazookies with the Gunters.
Thank you, Jaclyn and Bryson, for introducing us to such a miraculous and life-changing dessert.
I guess the week wasn't so bad after all.
I really, really love Reece.
And I really, really don't care who knows it.