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4 Years of Marriage

Some random pics from over the past 4 years......
I'll keep this brief and simply say, each year of marriage has gotten progressively better than the last.  I think we are hitting our stride ( :   I love this man of mine and am so lucky to have him as my partner in life.  

First summer of married life

He still opens doors for me---the civic shown was 1 of 8 vehicles we have owned over the past 4 years---THAT is for another day.  I miss that civic, talk about amazing MPG

Him working mid-nights sucked.  I saw a lot of this, even though he was only sleeping like 4 hours a day.   Poor guy.  

Haha, we was my sleepyhead for an entire year

Kisses!


And this gal came along and changed the game even more and brought us together in anew and amazing ways.  

And then we were tired again. 

Amazing daddy

We made it through a lot of bumps along the way.  The scares remind us that we are stronger.  

Built a new house

Took up new hobbies and overcame a lot of challenges

And still found time to fall in love over and over again

Or at least I did.  I look like one love sick puppy

 And the little girl that got the best of both of us

Ummm who know>


I love this smile and I love this man!




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