Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Boing Boing
Two years ago today, I said the following words:
"There is a bounce house. I want to go in the bounce house."
I was in my wedding dress, and my husband was in his tux. He talked our way into the pink bouncy castle that, for some inexplicable reason, was in a ballroom at the Ritz Carlton while we were taking our newlywed pictures immediately after our ceremony.
And we jumped.
And we fell over.
And I almost tore my dress.
And it was perfect in a way that would have been imperfect had it been planned.
And that is why my husband is wonderful. I said I wanted something silly and within seconds, he figured it out because he knew it would make me happy.
And that's what he does.
And that's why he's perfect.
Happy Anniversary, babe. I love you.
As always, it's hip to be square (and a little mushy!), kids.
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