home.

We took a date night last night. We brought dinner home, ate by candlelight, and watched a movie.

Somewhere in the middle of dinner, the kids tried to crawl through the shut gate to sneak up and say hello. We heard them, and I shouted something of,
“Bye bye! See you tomorrow! …. Ok, go home!”

“You see, honey, they are,” Stephen said. “They see this as their home.”