Alone time comes with the disclaimer: “Kids included.”

We color together after our 2-year-old is in bed and talk about anything but him. (OK, we usually end up talking about him! But we try not to.)

Stealing kisses over our sleepy little pumpkin.

When a trip to the grocery store without the kids counts as date night.

Making sure you and the kids are happy.

Daddy/daughter dates now occur five times more often than Mommy/Daddy dates!

A nice, relaxing birthday dinner, where everyone behaves.

It’s splitting a bottle of champagne on NYE, flirting and talking for the first time in ages then the baby waking up at 11:54PM and the three of you ringing in the new year together!

Sneaking kisses.

Romance is the fact that they haven’t been “grossed” out yet!

After having a baby almost a year ago, the romance has shifted but grown exponentially.This is my husband Matt, who used to play guitar for Luna when she was still curled in my belly. Now she’s walking to the guitar and smacking the strings until daddy plays for her. I can’t think of anything more romantic than watching these two play music.

Wine, feet up, cooking show, cuddling.

Romance is rigging up this contraption to hang the tablet from the ceiling so we could cuddle and watch Netflix. Our boys were watching a movie on the living room TV so we(he) had to get creative.

Romance is folding the laundry together, in the hopes that you get to take advantage of the bed, before any of the munchkins wake up and knock on your door!

Super Mario World on a Friday night together.

Romance now is a quick dance in my house slippers while wrangling the kiddos. Still so in love!

This is what a parenting date night looks like! We rock the supermarket!