Yes friends, Jared and I have been officially married 5 years. We celebrated by being 2000 miles apart! Yahoo! Seriously, the night before he left we went to Tucano's and ate ourselves sick. I also got a pair of Born shoes, and Jared got pants, shirt, and part of his Power Juicer was his anniversary present. A few memories of our time together:
Our wedding: What a rockin party! I hate to tell you, but I mostly remember just Jared from that night. I recall there were other people there...
Helping with grandma and grandpa: His patience when mine was gone, and his willingness to do anything whether he felt it was ridiculous or not.
Pregnancy: Seeing him fully grasp what that meant, and pampering me EVERY day...I mean it. He really did.
Our trip across the country: I couldn't believe how much fun we had. There is nothing better than being on an adventure with your best friend. (And a little guy... he was less fun, although such a trooper.)
Everyday: Watching him with Paul. Two closer peas in a pod you can't find. Even with Paul growing up far away from his daddy, he still manages to make Jared's faces, be smart like his dad, and make me smile everyday too.
Everyday: Texting "good morning" to me every morning, loving me for who I am, and being there through this particularly hard time in our short life together.
I was adamant I was not going to do a mushy, gushy post for all the world to see, but it didn't seem right to not pay this small tribute to my love.
