Eight

     Today was our eighth anniversary, and I still love this guy as much as I did the day I married him. Probably more. I remember last year, our anniversary was rough. We were going through a rough patch, and I remember bickering our way through dinner and going out to a movie where we didn't have to interact with one another. Luckily, we've moved past that, and although we weren't able to get a sitter tonight to fully enjoy each other's company, we had a pretty great time. We went to Kelsey's because a) we had a gift card, b) its kid friendly, and c) its Laura's favourite, so chances were the kids would behave themselves better and eat their food. And it went pretty well (Laura informed us she was using her "anniversary manners"). The food was nothing spectacular, but it got the job done. And, that being said, Josh and I did split an alcoholic milkshake for dessert, which we ended up fighting over, to the point that he plugged my nose while I was trying to use the straw - it was that good. :) We had a good laugh and then decided to go for a stroll in the arboretum down the street afterward. Laura took a few anniversary pictures for Josh and me, and the kids had a blast running around like wild maniacs. It was just really great, and I'm feeling so happy and content with our eight-years-in life. <3 Happy Anniversary, Babe!