Ten Years...

Ten years ago today, T Rex Dad and I were married. I cannot believe how quickly the time has gone by. The first six and half years were all to ourselves. It was wonderful. We did so many things together and really had time to get to know one another. Retrospectively, I was glad we had that time because now our quiet moments together are few and far between. We still find time for star gazing through the library skylights and snuggling on the couch - just not as often.

Ironically, when we do get to sneak away on a rare date night, we find ourselves looking at all the other families with their children and we miss ours. Still, it is good for us to have time for ourselves.

I could not even begin to recap the higlights of the past ten years. Let's just say, the two biggest ones are featured on this blog and on their own blogs. We feel truly blessed to have these precious gifts from above in our lives.

For our anniversary we have opted to purchase no gifts, only exchange cards. We're going to head out on one of those rare date nights, revisit the place where we were married, have dinner, and be home in time to tuck in our two young treasures. Honestly, I cannot think anything better to do to celebrate our ten years of marriage.

Enjoy the photos from our big day a decade ago. The resolution is not the best as these are old style photos taken with film and I have not scanned them but rather photographed them directly from our album. (We do own the negatives so no copyrights have been violated.)

A little tidbit on my dress. I really wanted to wear my mother's wedding dress but she was such a tiny young bride that my size 2/4 person could not fit into it. My sister took me shopping and we found a very similar dress except in size 14. It was on clearance which was great but it was going to be quite the ordeal to alter it. But, we did. That seamstress had me in for 5 separate fittings and it turned out great. My mom made my veil.

Look how young and well rested we looked...

When my sister was married, I was three. When I was married, her son was three. He looked too darn cute in his mini-tuxedo for me not to have a couple photos of us together. (Remember, he's the one who just turned 13 years old.)

    

My now brother-in-law loaned us his car as our "get-away" car. It was the best ride of my life driving through downtown with my veil blowing in the wind, waving my gloved hand and knowing I was next to the man of my dreams. This is probably my favorite photo in the album.

Happy Ten Year Anniversary, My Darling Love.