every now and then...

...I remember that before there were any kids there was "us",

that white wine in a chilled glass, low lights, and flickering candles can do a lot for me,

that dinner without color crayons, spilled drinks and french fries is better.

Every now and then we are alone long enough and I remember just how much I love Carl,  how much he makes me laugh crazy.

I wish I was reminded more often.