Today Jeremiah and I have been married for 6 years. Finally, we've been married longer than we've been dating.
Last January while boarding a flight for work I spotted the most extreme mullet I've ever seen - on a woman, no less. A femullet. I thought " I wish I had a camera phone so I could send a shot of that hair to Jeremiah". How lucky am I, that the one person I think of, when spying such a thing, is the man to whom I am married?
Who always has just the right Simpsons quote? Who can make me laugh even when I'm running a fever of 104? Who do I miss while I'm at work during the day? Who seems to genuinely find me attractive even when I'm 8 months pregnant and can't go 24 consecutive hours without ice cream? That's right - my babies' daddy.
I am lucky. Not only do I get to be married to my very best friend, but I can breathe a sigh of relief knowing that my daughters will grow up with extremely high expectations of the men in their lives. They will settle for nothing less than a man who is smart and witty and who respects them and other people and is kind, because that's what their father is like. They may develop a fondness for jam bands that I find boring, but I can live with that.
This is definitely a day worth celebrating. Speaking of which, I think I'll get back to doing just that.
5 comments:
Congratulations! I celebrate you, both of you, the wee ones - all of you! Hooray! xoxo
Happy anniversary :)
Six years! That's fantastic. Although it's a bit sad that you won't ever have grandchildren, since your daughters will be marrying gay men. Other than that, though, it's all good!
Happy Anniversary! Sincere Congratulations! Lots of love to you both! xxoo
I am the luckiest man ever. 2 beautiful girls and the hottest, funniest wife EVER.
I sure hope my daughters don't want to marry their uncle Keith!
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