7 Years ...

Marcus and I are celebrating our 7th year anniversary today. Seven years, it doesn't seem possible. Is it really seven years; has it only been seven years?? HA!

I love our story (did you know I cussed him out when he proposed? Classy, I know. Or that we were engaged for nearly 4 yrs?) I love the fact that people that knew us in high school still give us the "huh, you two???" look. I love that we've surprised many by not only making it this long, but making it through a lot of the stuff society would have justified it is "ok" had we just given up. I love us. I love being married to my best friend (as cliche as that sounds, it's true). I love where we've been, where we are, and where we hope to be someday. I love that we enjoy the simple things in life. I love the family we have together. I love us. I love that our wedding was so simple and small, but such a turning point for all 12 of us involved. I love how we've grown together every year. I love us. I love our life. I love how we just "work." I love us.

Happy anniversary, Marcus. I love you.

Never Gets Old

My boys say some off the wall things, but lately I've really listened to some of the things they have said or asked for and realized that those things will never get old. Here's just a few of them:

*Throw me another fly ball (or grounder).
*Can we snuggle?
*Will you read to me?
*Can I read to you?
*You look pretty.
*I like your fingernails (or dress, or shirt ...)
*You smell good.
*I didn't get in trouble today!
*I did my homework.
*You're the best!
*You're silly.
*I did well on my spelling test.
*Will you tuck me in?
*You forgot to kiss me (not that I want to forget this important step, but I love that they miss it if I don't).
*Can I pray tonight?
And last ... but obviously not least ... I love you.