John and I do a great job of making time for a weekly date. We occasionally get away for the weekend, and we've taken a handful of sans-kiddos vacations. While the kids were growing up, they would occasionally be gone for scout camp or a church youth conference. For all intents and purposes, though, we have had at least one child at home for the past 25 years. Since 1989. Since before the Berlin Wall came down. Since the first Bush administration. A long, long time. Which was totally worth it, by the way, but still, a long, long time. That all (meaning the "at least one child at home" statement) changed this morning. At least temporarily.