Thursday, November 11, 2010


Dear Husband,

Four years. And my, what a four years. A loyal Lab, a demanding 100-year-old home, some great trips and, of course, a beautiful baby girl.

Thinking about what the last four years brought us makes me both scared and excited. Scared because, good heavens, we can't take much more from this house, and oh my, will we ever go on another grand vacation? And excited because even if this money pit bleeds us dry and I don't see another continent until I'm 50, I know that having you by my side will make everything okay. And fun.

I'm so glad you're mine.

Your Wife


  1. Yay! Congratulations! Four is getting up there in respectable numbers (at least that's what I thought last month). Beautiful pic!


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