Our first one occurred 2 weeks after the birth of Devonae and I was still in so much pain and having a kid who has to eat every 45 minutes around the clock was less than romance inducing. We sat on the couch and watched TV.
The following one we cleaned the house.
And the ones following have followed the pattern.
We know to expect work not romance on our "special" day.
This year we were stuck at home with 4, yep all 4, sick kids.
Good thing we know what to expect. Jesse predicted it 5 days before.
So I bought myself some flowers with coupon codes and reward points.
Happy Anniversary to Me.
Flowers I bought from Jesse for myself for .64 cents.
That made our day special.
The joke of me buying myself flowers on the cheap.
The joke of Jesse guessing right how our anniversary would turn out.
The humour of spending the night with 2 sick kids snoring between us in our bed.
The joy of knowing that we don't care that our "special" isn't special because we have fun sharing our life together all 365 days of the year. Anniversary included.
1 comment:
Yup. The specialness of each passing year is due to all the shared days that fill it up! You all are very wise to discover that!
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