I have found that date nights look quite different when you have babies.
Take last night, for example. Joey came home and suggested that we go for a Timmies run after supper. It wouldn't be much, but the 25 minute drive to the nearest "city" sounded like a much needed getaway to me. After a little more discourse on the topic, we just decided to go for supper there as well. Because dishes are just dumb when you don't have a dishwasher.
So, we insulated our small child as best as we could and hopped into a freezing car to "live a little".
It was magic. The boy fell asleep within a couple of minutes. We talked. We drove. We ordered our food in the drive-through, then started to drive back. Then I realized that hot soup in a moving car on our horrible Prairie highways is not a smart idea. So, we pulled over on a little gravel road and enjoyed our prefab supper while the Cuteness chugged a bottle silently in the back seat.
Ok, so maybe it wasn't magic. But it was special, as odd as it may seem. And, to tell you the truth, I quite prefer these little, strange date nights to the over-the-top romantic ones. Being all Prince Charming and romantic is wonderful, but simple day-to-day life has it's own charm as well. I rather prefer finding the odd little treat in the everyday!