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Whether you're able to organise a babysitter or not, pick a card from the STAYING IN DECK or the the GOING OUT DECK. There's 100 diverse date night ideas between them and a few spare cards for you to add in your own favourites.

Have fun on your date night adventure! Refer to the included conversation starters to keep your conversations from drifting back to the kids or work. And don't forget to take a few photos to stick in your diary.

- Space for 52 Date Night entries with 52 conversation starters.
- 6 "How's it going?" check in pages.
- Inspirational quotes and artworks.
- Expandable leatherette wrap-around binding allows for adding photos without worry of loss.

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I purchased the Date Night Diary for my wife and I so we could make more intentional one on one time. With three children and shift work it becomes more challenging, but with the diary we plan and set times for each other.

Thank you for your kind words, Kyle! We are so happy to hear that it has been a valuable addition for your marriage. We understand how difficult it can be to find quality time as busy parents, and we are so glad your Date Night Diary has helped you reclaim date nights. We hope you continue to enjoy your date nights in and find new ways to connect and document precious memories together. Thank you for your support!

We are so happy to hear that it has helped you and your partner spice up your date nights and reconnect. Parenting is not easy and we totally understand where you're coming from, this is the reason why we spent so much of our time creating the Date Nights to help parents reclaim their romance. We hope it continues to bring new and exciting ideas for your future dates. Happy dating!

Thank you for your positive feedback Brett! We are so happy to hear that our Date Night Diary - Box Set has been a fun and enjoyable experience for you and your partner. We appreciate your support and hope you continue to create more special memories to your future Date Nights! Thank you again for your continued support.

So, I'm a dad, dad bod and New Balances included. 3 kids, no money instead of no kids and 3 money.
My wife and I set out this year deliberately to actually date, I've ordered this date book and sorted out a babysitter, life is in progress. While we await our first babysitting session, the staying in date ideas take over and they have been amazing. Read the card a couple of days before date night and organise what you need, make sure to bring up the conversation topic and simply reap the benefits of remembering why you loved someone enough to spend the next 18 years waking up to kids screaming.
100% worth the price, I have no creativity and this has been a godsend to my strong, silent typecast for conversation starters.
Incredibly keen for the Dadventures to be back in stock, I am going to put Bluey's dad Bandit to shame with how popular I will be!

Thank you SO much, Robert, for sharing your experience! That's the best review I've read all year (and last year!). We're over the moon to hear that the Date Night Diary is already working for you and reviving the love in your house (even before a babysitter!). Well done for being intentional about date nights with your wife this year! It's not always easy, but it's always worth it.

We really appreciate your kind words and encouragement. Reviews like yours are what motivate us to continue to solve problems for parents like us. Good news, the latest iteration of our Dadventure Diary - Box Set is off to the printers and will be available for pre-order very soon.

Yes, finding time for dating your partner again amongst the busyness of life can be hard...
But, with the Date Night Diary, it is not only FUN and REWARDING but it'll change and reinvigorate your relationship forever.

Our kids grow so fast that we never notice we're losing a lot of precious time with them. Dadventure diary gives me the opportunity to save lifelong treasures of our kids' core memories. I can't imagine how AMAZING this will be after 20-30 years and flipping each timeless page and reminiscing each adventure together with their kids!
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This has been such a cool investment. I am blown away by the quality of the Dadventure Diary. There is a huge range of ideas for all different ages. My husband has found so many great ideas for when he and our eldest go on little dates together. Such a great investment, both for now, and when your kiddies grow up and can go back and reflect!

I am not usually comfortable in a bar by myself, but I had been in San Francisco for a week and the apartment I sublet had no chairs in it, just a bed and a couch. My friends in town were married or worked nights. One Tuesday I had lentil soup for supper standing up at the kitchen counter. After I finished, I moved to the couch in the empty living room and sat under the flat overhead light refreshing feeds on my laptop. This was not a way to live. A man would go to a bar alone, I told myself. So I went to a bar alone.

I sat on a stool at the centre of the bar, ordered a beer, and refreshed the feeds on my mobile. I waited for something to happen. A basketball game played on several monitors at once. The bar had red fake leather booths, Christmas lights and a female bartender. A lesbian couple cuddled at one end of it. At the other end, around the corner from where I sat, a bespectacled man my age watched the game. As the only man and the only woman alone at the bar, we looked at each other. Then I pretended to watch the game on a monitor that allowed me to look the other way. He turned his back to me to watch the monitor over the pool tables, where the pool players now applauded some exploit.

I waited to be approached. A few stools down, two men broke into laughter. One came over to show me why they were laughing. He handed me his mobile and pointed to a Facebook post. I read the post and smiled obligingly. The man returned to his seat. I drank my beer.

So Kremen started with email. He left his job, hired some programmers with his credit card, and created an email-based dating service. Subscribers were given anonymous addresses from which to send out their profiles with a photo attached. The photos arrived as hard copy, and Kremen and his employees scanned them in by hand. Interested single people who did not yet have email could participate by fax. By 1994 modems had got faster, so Kremen moved to take his company online. He and four male partners formed Electric Classifieds Inc, a business premised on the idea of re-creating online the classifieds section of newspapers, beginning with the personals. They rented an office in a basement in San Francisco and registered the domain match.com.

I went to a lecture by the novelist Ned Beauman who compared the OK Cupid experience to Carl Sagan pondering the limits of our ability even to imagine non-carbon-based extraterrestrial life, let alone perceive when it was beaming signals to us. We troll on OK Cupid for what we think we want, but what if we are incapable of seeing the signals being sent to us, let alone interpreting them?

I apologised, then stopped responding. In the months that followed he continued to write, long emails with updates of his life, and I continued not responding until it came to seem as if he was lobbing his sadness into a black hole, where I absorbed it into my own sadness.

I went on a date with a furniture craftsman. We met at a coffee shop. It was a sunny afternoon in late February, but a strange snowfall began after we arrived, the flakes sparkling in the sun. The coffee shop was below ground, and we sat at a table by a window that put us just below two chihuahuas tied to a bench on the sidewalk outside. They shivered uncontrollably despite their fitted jackets. They looked down at us through the window, chewing on their leashes. The woodworker bought me a coffee and drank tea in a pint glass.

Our conversation was strained. He seemed bored. His blue eyes shifted restlessly and he had a moustache. He had gone to a school for graphic design in Arizona. He showed me photos of furniture he made. He had calloused hands and was tall. He was attractive but dour and I wondered why: was it me, or a generalised posture against the world? We discovered we had been born in the same hospital, Allentown Hospital in Allentown, Pennsylvania, except that I was seven months older. In another era, the era when marriage was dictated by religion, family and the village, we might have had several children by now. Instead my parents had moved halfway across the country when I was three years old, he had stayed in Allentown until adulthood and now we both lived in bleak Bedford-Stuyvesant and were 30. He thought of himself as defiant, and loved being a craftsman only as much as he had hated working in an office. After drinking his tea, he went to the bathroom, came back and wordlessly put on his coat. I stood up and did the same. We walked up the stairs into the February wind. We said goodbye.

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