Hubby and I celebrated our twenty-first wedding anniversary yesterday. It was a simple, quiet celebration :: just the way we like it. A few special goodies for dinner, a gorgeous bouquet of flowers, a glass of wine and a bit of candlelight.
We reminisced a little about our wedding day, trying to recall the exact time our ceremony began. It was six-thirty on an unusually warm February day. And we chuckled a little about our "style" that was captured in the wedding photo. I had big hair (really big hair) and hubby wore big glasses (really big glasses). I had a three-year-old son who wore the cutest little tuxedo. He joined us on an unconventional weekend honeymoon at the beach and Hubby immediately embraced him as his own :: amazing. We got a call from our son last night. In his fun-loving way he said, "Hi Mom, what are we doing for our anniversary?".
I sure do love those two.