Quinn and I went on a date yesterday. She wanted to go back to Monkey Bizness. We had a lot of fun together. (Although that place is a work-out if you are actually running and jumping and maneuvering through those bounce houses (instead of hanging out and watching a baby play)). And the place unfortunately smelled REALLY strongly of throw up-- and was really hot. Quinn didn't notice either one of those things and played and giggled and had a great time. Afterwards we were going to go get an ice-cream, but decided to go to Cheesecake Factory instead and split a piece of cheese cake. It was a perfect little date with my darling little girl.