The Man and I celebrated 9 wonderful years of marraige yesterday.
He surprised me and came home from work early with so many yellow roses that they wouldn't even all fit in one vase.
He walked in the front door and the first thing he saw was Susannah sitting in the kitchen. We were baking to get ready for vacation next week. So romantic. Fortunately, he is used to it by now. A house is not a home unless it is full and shared often!
Happy Anniversary, Baby! I love you!
2 comments that bring me joy:
Love the flowers...you should have just told him you were baking for your anniversary, not vacation!
just curious, what were you baking for vacation? Do you take a lot of your own food?
Amy
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