Fourteen years ago, my husband and I were married.
It was a wonderful day shared with family and friends and still makes me smile to think about.
Thirteen anniversaries have past since then, yesterday, being one of them. Our first one or two anniversaries were amazing. Romantic getaways, relaxing vacations without a care in the world...
Then we had kids.
The first few years were spent ordering pizza and renting a movie as the babies slept. We'd half laugh, half cry at the memories of years prior.
As the kids got older, anniversary nights in, became anniversary nights out again...only this time they were much more romantic getaways like going to T-ball games, elementary school programs and last night, the best one of all...spring football practice.
Knowing that would be on call for this anniversary, we shuffled through the day with school and work, came home that afternoon to begin homework over the 'beautiful' serenade of trumpet practice from our fifth grader, then began getting backpacks and school lunches ready for the next day, before we headed out the door for football.
Then something happened. My parents arranged to take the three boys to practice and keep our little girl, then send us out for dinner. Not just any dinner, but a fancy dinner. The kind with no chicken nuggets on the menu.
Running to put on a dress and heels, I was taken when I saw my husband. He was as handsome as ever in a dark sports coat, reminding me of the day were married.
With white twinkling lights around the restaurant, it was hard not to smile at our brief snippet of calm. Actual complete sentences were formed and there was no kicking under the table or crayons being thrown.
Adam looked at the number of forks, spoons and knives surrounding his plate and grinned. Taking the biggest knife, a steak knife so huge it was impressive, he put it right in the middle of the table.
The server quickly appeared and asked if there was something wrong.
"No. Nothing's wrong. We just want to keep it there for a minute or two."
"Excuse me Sir?"
Knowing how crazy she must have thought we were, I couldn't help but giggle.
Having four kids doesn't bode well with big knives under any circumstance...especially one sitting right there in front of you.
Even though life moves quickly and I know these days are short, it was nice to take a minute to stop. As wild as things can be with kids, work, school, sports...it sometimes adds up to a lot of chaos that can make you crazy. It's good to take the time to have a steak knife every once in awhile.
Thank you Mom and Dad for allowing us to enjoy a wonderful anniversary. In the midst of the chicken nugget weeks and days, it sure was nice to have a steak night kind of night.
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Thirteen anniversaries have past since then, yesterday, being one of them. Our first one or two anniversaries were amazing. Romantic getaways, relaxing vacations without a care in the world...
Then we had kids.
The first few years were spent ordering pizza and renting a movie as the babies slept. We'd half laugh, half cry at the memories of years prior.
As the kids got older, anniversary nights in, became anniversary nights out again...only this time they were much more romantic getaways like going to T-ball games, elementary school programs and last night, the best one of all...spring football practice.
Knowing that would be on call for this anniversary, we shuffled through the day with school and work, came home that afternoon to begin homework over the 'beautiful' serenade of trumpet practice from our fifth grader, then began getting backpacks and school lunches ready for the next day, before we headed out the door for football.
Then something happened. My parents arranged to take the three boys to practice and keep our little girl, then send us out for dinner. Not just any dinner, but a fancy dinner. The kind with no chicken nuggets on the menu.
Running to put on a dress and heels, I was taken when I saw my husband. He was as handsome as ever in a dark sports coat, reminding me of the day were married.
With white twinkling lights around the restaurant, it was hard not to smile at our brief snippet of calm. Actual complete sentences were formed and there was no kicking under the table or crayons being thrown.
Adam looked at the number of forks, spoons and knives surrounding his plate and grinned. Taking the biggest knife, a steak knife so huge it was impressive, he put it right in the middle of the table.
The server quickly appeared and asked if there was something wrong.
"No. Nothing's wrong. We just want to keep it there for a minute or two."
"Excuse me Sir?"
Knowing how crazy she must have thought we were, I couldn't help but giggle.
Having four kids doesn't bode well with big knives under any circumstance...especially one sitting right there in front of you.
Even though life moves quickly and I know these days are short, it was nice to take a minute to stop. As wild as things can be with kids, work, school, sports...it sometimes adds up to a lot of chaos that can make you crazy. It's good to take the time to have a steak knife every once in awhile.
Thank you Mom and Dad for allowing us to enjoy a wonderful anniversary. In the midst of the chicken nugget weeks and days, it sure was nice to have a steak night kind of night.
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