Eleven years ago today, I got married. It was a beautiful ceremony in Babylon, NY and a lovely reception in Stoney Brook, NY. My best friends flew in from the Bay Area, Guatemala, London, Spokane and So. Cal. and it was so much fun. Tonight we're going to watch the video of the ceremony with the kids. Well, I will with the two girls since the males in this family gave up television for Lent!
Anniversaries used to be a big deal. Then we had kids. I can't remember doing something just the two of us on our actual anniversary date. We always plan something for another, more convenient date. This year we're planning to celebrate next weekend with a night away from the kids. I bought a brand new dress yesterday complete with shoes, necklace, earrings and bracelet.
So how did we spend today? Well, it hasn't been the most romantic of days. Our youngest woke us up at 6 am when she had to go potty. Unfortunately she'd already gone potty, in bed (long showers before bedtime are not a good idea!), so that meant she got to get into our bed. My dad showed up a little after 8 am to help my hubby put up the fence in our backyard. Then our oldest complained of a headache. I kissed her forehead and she was burning up so it was off to the doctors to make sure the strep wasn't back. It wasn't thank goodness. While my hubby built the fence outside, I sat on the couch with my sick little girl picking out her first communion invitation and favors.
But I really shouldn't complain. Only one kidlet is sick, not three. My proposal made it to London finally! And I'm married to the greatest guy in the world.