7 years ago I got married. I guess that's pretty cool. Seven years feels pretty legit.
We celebrated by sending the kids to Grandpa & Grandma's so we could do nothing. Literally. One notch away from sitting and gazing into space. And if felt awesome.
Well, not quite nothing-but without two kids in tow it felt like nothing.
We walked around the Farmer's Market, went to a book store, the library (Oh my goodness, getting to browse through book's that aren't located in the children's section? What a treat), and Old Town Bagels (if you haven't been there-stop what you are doing right now and go. You won't be sorry. Best Ham & Cheese melt I've ever had).
It was so nice not to rush and just be. Also, I am quickly discovering that I will always come up empty handed when trying to succeed at a couple selfie.
Duly noted: we will look like goons.
I'm sharing them anyway-laugh with me friends.
There have been a lot of things I'm unsure about-but the one thing that I've always known is that we were meant to be partners for life.
Also we make cute babies. Which can't hurt.