Yesterday was our wedding anniversary and we celebrated number nine!
|Married f-o-r-e-v-e-r! Hooray!|
|Jack made many-a-girls' hearts pitter-patter with that 'fro.|
I do admit to reminiscing whenever there's a special occasion, celebration or holiday (there's not a lot of brain power required when painting trim or cleaning a bathroom, so I've got time to ponder). We've only been married nine years, but Jack and I have known each other for about sixteen. He was a scrawny fifteen year old when we first crossed paths at church, were each others' first dates (though he was so embarrassed about hitting the same car twice while parking that he didn't talk to me for almost a year between our first and second date) and we grew together through the teenage years, until he was a scrawny high school senior with a very polarizing 'fro (it was a love/hate issue for EVERYONE).
|My prom date.|
We went to his senior prom together and had a fantastic time--I still have the cheesy photo taken of couples sitting on a shelf in our living room (Jack always did look good in a tux). I even managed to convince him it was time to tame his locks and we said goodbye to the 'fro, which doubled as a birthday present and second "official" date.
|Look at those baby faces!|
Hey, everyone saw it coming, and it worked out great. Obviously.
|Always one for fun.|
|Evelyn's first carousel ride!|
|Teaching the girls the meaning of work. We were building their rock wall, after all!|
|Celebrating our anniversary is a family event--this year, a picnic in the great room next to a warm fire.|
My idea of celebrating.
Happy Number Nine to us!