Our 2nd Date
I feel like it's cliche to say how I fell in love with you on our first date (which I did). So I'm going to chose our second one for this story. Our second date, as you remember, was probably like 12 hours long. We hammocked at UCLA (pic below!), saw some cute dogs, ordered some terrible tacos, and hung out at the Bayit's basement (also the first time I treid your baking). Somewhere in those 12 hours that still didn't feel like long enough, I told you that my favorite flavor of candy is always the red ones. I even forgot I told you about this until for my birthday later that year, you got me a giant bag of red flavored candy--each that you sorted out yourself so I wouldn't have to pick out the ones I like. While it took me a solid month to finish, I was and am floored by your ability to care and listen.
