Three Pumpkins full of seeds: $15.23
Portraits of a tiny Lion: $48.99
New Baby to take trick o’ treating: $20k
Knowing that you’re married to a man
who will do anything for the woman he loves?
Priceless.
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NOTE: This photo was taken on Oct. 29, 2006
at our church’s Fall Festival.
We had been married for 4 months.
Once in a while, my husband will whisk the baby away for some grand daddy-son time whilst mommy gets to revel in a longer-than-5-second bath. Tonight was one of those nights.
Sitting Laying there in the tub, covered with Mr. Bubble brand bubbles, I spent 43.8 glorious minutes floating between half asleep and half awake. I was completely alone. You know, like, with no one around.
Just me, golden silence, and Mr. Bubbles.
Finally Kevin arrives home and walks in the bathroom with the baby in his arms to announce their arrival. Like the sweet man he is, he hands me a Starbucks coffee that he picked up on the way home (isn’t he awesome?).
Just then, my cell phone (which is perched on the toilet lid) begins to ring.
Now, seeing that I’m slathered with water and suds, it wouldn’t bode well if I answered the phone, because with my luck, it would have immediately resulted in dropping it under those wonderful bubbles.
Kevin glances down at it and tells me it’s my mom. Then I watch as he hurridly turns towards the door to leave, with the baby in his arms.
Me: Well? Aren’t you gonna answer it for me?
Kev: No way! I don’t want your mom to know I’m in here with you!
How can you argue with that?
Yesterday was the 3rd anniversary of the day Kevin asked me to marry him. To celebrate, I packed up dinner and we headed to the park where we got engaged, only this time we had a wee infant in tow. It was a wonderful evening, full of retrospect, playfulness, and looking to the future. The conversation of the night was pretty profound, and carried over into bedtime….
……..Wednesday Evening, Our House……
Me: Hey Kev? Do you ever feel weird? :::::props self up on elbow::::
Kev: Uh….(raises eyebrow, whilst spitting out toothpaste)
Me: Well, I mean, do you ever feel like you aren’t like other people your age, like, you don’t think like them or act like them.
Kev: Oh, shoot, yeh I feel like that a lot.
Me: Yeh? ….Me too.
……Kevin climbs in bed, kisses us goodnight, then turns over to adjust his alarm clock….
Me: I just feel like I don’t belong to this generation. I just feel weird and awkward sometimes.
Kev: ::::grunts:::: ….I do too sometimes.
Me: Hey Kev? ….Thanks for putting up with me, and my weird quirks.
Kev: uh…you’re welcome. I don’t have to put up with so much.
::::thoughtful silence:::::
Kev: Hey…..thanks for putting up with me too.
Me: You’re welcome.
::::more thoughtful silence::::
Me: Hey…you know…maybe that’s the key to marriage. Knowing how weird we each are, putting up with each other’s weirdness, and yet still working as a team to make a happy life together.
Kev: Hrm…. yeh. Maybe. Goodnight.
Me: Goodnight.
Saturday, Oct. 1, 2005
…Kevin took me to a little park near my childhood home. I sat on the same swing I played on as a little girl whilst he pushed me. A few moments later, he went to the car saying he wanted to get some water.
Upon returning, he stood in front of me with his hands in his pockets. He was nervous, although I wasn’t quite sure why. After a few bits of nervous small talk about our relationship, he slowly knelt down in one knee, told me to close my eyes, and then quietly slipped a ring on my finger.
“I can’t imagine living my life without you. I never want to lose you… I love you with all my heart, soul, and mind. You are my companion, my best friend, and the best thing in my life. Will you marry me?” He said.
…..
Who would have thought what all 3 years could bring?
aahhh….it’s wonderful to love and be loved! 
© 2012. Little Jack's Corner.
