Happy Anniversary, Hubby.

Today marks 7 years of wedded bliss.  Some ups, a lot of downs, 3 kids, and 3 houses later, we're settling into a nice routine of the all American family.  He works, I play, I mean the kids play, I take care of them.  it's hard to believe thinking back on it that it's been 7 years since we sat in the sand during a beautiful Florida sunset on our honeymoon and expressed how scared we were to be a spouse and how scared we were of failing each other.

Well, Hubby, I think we've both succeeded and we've both failed.  That's part of it, I guess.  It's the process of growing up and choosing to love each other every day.  We choose to make each other happy or sad.

You're the man I CHOSE to marry and chose to spend the rest of my life with.  You're the man that still, after 7 years, amazes me with your intellect, your eloquence, and your dedication to what matters most to you.  Nothing in this world could make me want to change the path my life has taken and the road we've shared together.  There's no one else I would wish to be the father of my children.  Without you in my life, I wouldn't be where I am today.

Here's to 70 more years...  ;oD