I asked the Daddy if I was remembering the right order of our first few dates and he says I am wrong. He is probably right, he has a much better memory for these things. However...
According to him, we went together to an event for the first time (does that make it a date?) to a swimming party with some friends. At which, according to him, I wore a red swimsuit. (I have never owned a red swimsuit in my adult life). I do remember some details he brought up, but I think he has this out of order and crossed with some other outing with a previous girl. Since if he had already seen me in a suit, I would not have been anxious about the hot tub outing.
We do agree that one of our earliest dates was a late-night outing to the park near his condo (the condo which would eventually be our first home together - the home to which we brought the Girl from the hospital). We were out with friends that afternoon, and weren't ready to say good-night when we got near home. So we pulled into the park and and went for a walk by the lake. We found a cozy hillside and sat and just got to know each other better. At some point, his head ended up on my lap. We both fell asleep a little, I think. I also think that is when I started to fall in love a little. That this man had this gentle, nature-loving, walk-in-the-park at midnight soul.
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