Saturday our next door neighbor came over to watch Fiona so Dave and I could go out for a nice dinner. We went to Broiler Steakhouse which I recommend highly if you're ever in Sacramento (or if they exist other places). In a strange coincidence when we were seated the people at the next table we're one of Dave's friends from work and her family. When our bill came the waiter explained that the people at the next table paid for our crab cakes and entrees before they left. Then when we got home our neighbor had made us a chocolate pizza thingy and flat out refused to let us pay her for babysitting.
It was a great evening.