9 years of marriage
A small compilation of my favorite memories...
The reception & a scissor lift.
Hot dates to that hole-in-the-wall pizza place we like
to go.
Sawyer’s first day of school and how you knew I
would cry so you put an extra box of Kleenex in my car.
Liberty Cabin.
The last year-and-a-half of support for one another
during scary times with our baby girl.
Overnight hospital stays and tests, and doctors, and more tests, and new
doctors…
Holding the sharp metal shed together in the rain
and the haboob.
That time I made pork chops that turned out tougher
than beef jerky and how you just
politely offered to take the family out instead.
The time we were stuck in Ft. Garland, Colorado the
entire day & the mechanic tried to convince us it was snowing.
How we forgot to plant that watermelon, but somehow
one miraculously sprouted beside our house…
Tradsies on the broncos, the white Ford, and the
suburban that didn't go in reverse.
Our adventures to Fayetteville AR, Colorado Springs &
Durango CO, Phoenix AZ, Dallas & San Antonio TX, and that one time we ran
through the airport in Las Vegas NV.
Picking up Mama Dell every Saturday & getting
her a sweet tea.
The day you were ordained.
Your sacrificial love to deal with all things throw
up because you know if I do, that I'll end up throwing up too.
That time you didn’t listen to me and the heat pack
exploded in the microwave.
Saturday morning soccer games, even when the only
goal he made was for the other team…
All your SHMILY notes.
Your willingness to laugh when I make hilarious
memes.
Dying Easter eggs in the garage.
The parenting strategies we both employ – like how
Caillou lives on the east coast and is already in bed.
Your patience with me that one time I bought that
old church pew.
That one time I tried to make baked mac'n'cheese, and
it was horrible but you still ate it.
How you took me to the doctor not once, not twice,
but three times to have forehead surgery (merp).
When I cried over the new shingles one night but you
told me they looked different in the light...and you were right.
That time we took the kids hiking and got photo
bombed by those two deer.
Your “clean" clothes room.
All the day-in and day-outs of raising two little
ones with you – the way you are bringing them up in the fear and admonition of
the Lord.
When Farren was born and I met almost the whole
Gleaton clan.
That one time you wouldn’t let me drive after my appendix
tried to kill me.
The first Christmas we were married and you thought
it was a good idea to buy me clothes...rookie mistake. And also how you spelled
my name incorrectly on the "Christmas Ideas List" (oops).
When we got lost trying to find your sunglasses
after Jessica and Jim's wedding rehearsal.
My picture-taking for every holiday, birthday,
memorable day, and almost every day in between.
How patient you were when it took me a year before
we decided on Parker's headstone.
Mason Dixon line.
That one time you went to check out a noise and you
kept hearing “something” on your way back. HA!
How you humored me when I got selected for jury duty
by “appreciating” all my selfies with my JUROR badge.
When you spilled that entire soda in the floor of
the Jetta & I couldn't stop laughing.
The cowboy sauce on your steak.
All times I’ve come home telling you about another
kid I want to bring home and how you listen and respond responsibly and wise.
When I stepped in that fly trap with my new shoes
but you spent time getting the glue off & saved my shoes.
The first time I got sick after we got married and I
wanted my mom so you went to Walgreens
and bought the entire aisle of cold/flu medicine to try and make me feel
better.
The kindness you showed when the dryer broke, and
Addison broke, and my tooth broke.
Your reaction each time I've told you we were
pregnant.
How hard you laughed when Sawyer fell asleep in his
under-roos at the dinner table that one time.
When I lost my debit card three times in one summer
and you never got mad, you just ordered replacements.
The lake trip to Fort Sumner with the kids and our
make-shift picnic.
When you left the note about the stinky garage.
Your expression when I backed into our other
car...in our driveway.
Chiggers.
Happy Anniversary, I love you!
From the Fullness of His Grace,
Lacey
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