"What's an anniversary?" (Ok, so I knew this question was coming)
"Mommy and Daddy met a long time ago and fell in love, and then we got married, and now we are living happily ever after with you and Charlotte."
"You got married? Did I watch it happen?"
"No, you weren't born yet."
"Where was I? What's born?"
Cue exit music...
We are celebrating tomorrow's milestone with brunch, our favorite meal ever. Then I will do some major consignment-sale-shopping, and we'll probably do some hiking. We'll end the evening as the major nerds we are and watch the new Ken Burns' special, Prohibition. According to NPR, it's one of the only watchable programs on TV this fall. What's up with that?
I had fun reliving our wedding photo album tonight. Here are a few goodies:
Even though half of me is cut off in this one, I love that I am barefoot. Typical me in my 20's. I won the battle, shoes, but you won the war. And I loved that dress. Goodbye size 2.
I sooo had forgotten Nate had a soul patch at our wedding. There's one for the time capsule!
I think I mighta got my hair did. Hello blondie!
This one is a bit random, but get a load a' those guns. How depressing.
There are eleventy billion more pictures in this album that Nate took of me in a bikini. All I have to say about them is this: So long pre-baby boobies. You were loved.