My little boy and my husband. I'm not generally a gusher or overly sentimental about love and such, so this is kind of wierd to put out on blog world, but here it goes.
We can't claim love at first sight or anything miraculous like that. Dating was messy (mostly due to my own fickleness), but thankfully I came to my senses before you lost all patience. We've been together now for over 10 years. Sometimes it seems longer than that, but sometimes less. You have a crazy, sarcastic sense of humor, but you've grown up a lot in the last 18 months (which I'm not sure is always a good thing since it's all from stress). I love to hear you laugh (which seems less often), and the ridiculous jokes you make. Though I'm really glad the "latte" joke and "banana peel" incident seem to have run out of the cycle. Though I'm pretty sure your dad will start it up again as soon as he reads this. I love that you love some of my favorite movies (mostly for my sake, but you're willing to love them): Pride and Prejudice, the Sound of Music (I think we're going to celebrate our 10th anniversary touring Austria hopefully), and Bridget Jones' Diary. Thanks for also thinking my wish lists are terrible, and you go outside the box to get me amazing gifts. Finally, thanks for working hard so C and I get to spend our days together, and for going the distance to get us to Mexico a second year in a row---and Argentina this spring.
Silliness at its best
because you never take a serious picture it seems. this would have been a great picture of you and your brother had you not been stuffing your face with wedding cake (which I'm sure was on purpose based on your facial expression)
because I love this picture and you hate it
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