Last night was supposed to be "date night" for Kevin and me (we were going to see the long-anticipated opening of Brüno), but our babysitter crapped out on us at the last minute. To be fair, she had a cold and thought it would be better if she "didn't expose it to Colin." "No, no really," I pleaded, "You can expose it to him!" But, she could not be persuaded.
Instead, "date night" became "family night," and the three of us -- well, four, including Remy -- took a long walk through some of the more glamorous parts of the neighborhood. As luck would have it, we stumbled upon an up-scale garage sale and honed in on the only item we could afford: a two-dollar, 1980s edition of Trivial Pursuit. Fortunately, the seller agreed to let us have it in exchange for the only money we had on us: two American dollars. Both parties went away thinking the transaction a steal.
So instead of a night on the town, Kevin and I drank wine at home and played Trivial Pursuit, and "fun was had by all." Apparently, we were having so much fun (and so much wine) that Colin woke up and decided to join in -- on the fun, that is, not the wine.