I remember when I first got married, I was just sure that every year my husband and I would do something special on our anniversary. Well, we did on our one year. We went to a little Bed & Breakfast in Julian and had a great time strolling the streets, holding hands, chatting, enjoying each other’s company and even exchanging gifts.
Wow, how times have changed! We just celebrated our eight year anniversary on Tuesday. I use the word “celebrate” quite loosely because we didn’t do anything particularly special this year. The night before our anniversary Kevin told me that he was going to get me the necklace I have been wanting but now it’s no longer available. Well that was okay with me because I was going to get him a card but that didn’t work out either. Yes, a card. That was going to be his anniversary gift but when I entered Papyrus with my kids in tow, it wasn’t long before the melt downs, arguing, and “mommy mommy mommy” began. Needless to say, I left empty handed.
When I realized on the day of our anniversary that I still hadn’t gotten Kevin a card, I made the mistake of trying again. I packed all three kids in the car and headed to Safeway this time. Did you know that at Safeway they give out sample cookies in the bakery? Bribery at its best! I told my kids that if they sat nice in the cart and didn’t argue that they could have a cookie before we left. Well, they did. They sat in the cart and they did not argue and we came home from Safeway with milk, bananas and of course their cookies. That’s right milk, bananas and cookies. I forgot the card! Of course, I forgot the card I was busy playing peek a boo with Drew, reminding Bella to keep her hands to herself and telling Caleb that he could not have the balloon he wanted. How was I supposed to remember the card?
If you are a mom you know that there are few opportunities to go out in the day. That was my one and only opportunity. The rest of my day was full with lunch, naps, and tee ball practice. What could I do to redeem myself on our anniversary? Well if nothing else, I knew I could make my husband a good dessert…
So later when Kevin arrived home from work with a card and flowers in his hands, he was welcomed with a messy house, 3 kids running wild, a slightly disheveled wife, a kiss and Brownie Pudding baking in the oven.
Wow, how times have changed! Marriage after eight years looks a whole lot different than marriage after one year. Besides the flowers and the card that I received and the Brownie Pudding I made, it really was just another day in our crazy life. No date, no trip, no gifts just an ordinary day with the man I love, our three beautiful kids and some Brownie Pudding. I am blessed.
