This weekend Hubby and I will celebrate our 6th wedding anniversary.
We don't have any special plans, but I don't think we need any.
We know why this day is special, so we don't really need a fancy dinner or a weekend away to celebrate (not that it wouldn't be nice).
But we are taking the dudes to Hershey Park today. Woohoo!
And, our marriage is a lot about our dudes (not entirely, but a lot).
#1 was actually at our wedding (not sure how I'm going to explain that).
He was looking all cute, and chubby, and baby like.
And, you know. The more I look at all of these wedding pictures, the less happy I am with my wedding photographer. Guess it's my more critical eye, because I recall being very pleased with his work when I first got these.
But, I did love my dress.
As a matter of fact, I still have that thing.
Very nicely preserved in a
I didn't know what to do with it at the time, and silly me, I thought I'd have a daughter to pawn it off on one day. Not that I would have made her wear it, but I just had visions of her playing in it at least.
I guess it's just attic junk, now.
There's no way any of my sons will be wearing it (even if they want to, it's not an option), and I'd die before I would be one of those mother-in-laws-to-be that tried to force my old crap onto my daughter-in-law-to-be.
So, now it's just something I trip over a couple of times a year while moving the Cristmas stuff in and out of the attic.
But, it sure was cute.
Not that it prevented me from looking a bit like Miss Piggy on her wedding day.
But, you know, it did the trick:)
