my guy

matty and i celebrate 9 years of marriage today.

it's a cold, grey, rainy wednesday and we don't have extraordinary plans to dress up and wine & dine at a fancy restaurant. instead, we will have a regular evening in our house. we will juggle homework and violin practice. i will cook and we'll chat about our day. a chat that will likely be interrupted more than a handful of times. and we will smile at each other as we turn our attention to whatever burning question or crisis is causing the interruption. we will have dinner as a family and afterward, one of us will clean up and fix a bowl of ice cream for the big kid, and the other will head back to give the baby a bath. we'll kiss and cuddle those two little people, and lovingly tuck them into their beds. and when it's all said and done, we will be thankful for a sliver of adult time, but truth be told, we'll both feel pretty tired and all we'll really want to do is snuggle up in bed and watch a movie. we might fight the urge just a little bit and celebrate that sliver of adult time with a glass of wine and a slice of cake. maybe.

but one thing for sure: we'll be thankful for each other and for everything we have and for the life we have together.

and we won't be the least bit bummed about not going out to a fancy restaurant. because really, this is what it's all about. this life and this family. and neither of us would want it any other way.