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Dating Again

"The more you invest in a marriage, the more valuable it becomes." -- Amy Grant

The longer Chad & I are married, the more I realize date nights are a very valuable aspect in our relationship. Now that Hasting is here, it is even MORE important. I remember when Chad and I first got together, almost 4 years ago.  We NEVER wanted to be apart, and we were on the phone constantly. We went out on a million dates, and had so many different good dates together (even if we didn't go out for the date).
It's easy to let dating slip away now. With Chad having a hectic wok schedule and having Hasting it's easy for us to throw dating on the back burner.

I found this REALLY awesome website for awesome dating ideas, and ways to make your husband feel extra special! I'm so happy that I an across this blog, because it's important Chad and I get that time together. It's a blog about strengthening marriages, one date at a time. Now don't get the wrong idea, Chad and I do not have marriage problems by ANY means. It's just a great website full of dating ideas, without really having to spend money, as well as crafty & creative ways to show your hubby you care :)

Here's a little something that they offer, which I'm going to do! You can never tell your boo enough how lucky you are to have him! This is such a cute St. Patrick's Day idea!


Click here to see how to make this!


Here are a few of the many places/dates Chad & I have been on!

BILTMORE DECEMBER 2008 (OUR ENGAGEMENT)

CHEESECAKE FACTORY VA BEACH

CHEESECAKE FACTORY VA BEACH

OUR FIRST BEACH TRIP SEPTEMBER 2008

HANGING ROCK

WILMINGTON

ONE OF OUR VERY FIRST DATES 

STONE MOUNTAIN

VIRGINIA BEACH


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