Today I have Chuck E Cheese anniversary party reservations for five. Well, No not really but it might as well be. It's our 12 year wedding anniversary, and Jason and I will be toting along all three kids for our celebration dinner. Not that we weren't given the opportunity to go out solo, or even considering the fact we haven't gone alone since February. (As temping as it sounds) We just know there is no way we can sit and enjoy food at our favorite restaurant, knowing they would give anything to go themselves. The Japanese fire tricks just wouldn't be the same without their little face lighting up.
Did I mention this is our 12 year anniversary! Seeing how we moved in with one another two weeks after we met,we've actually been living together 14 years. Yet,anniversary number wise, I guess those two years just don't count. I'm sure by now my mom has given up hope that I will be moving back in. Besides, I'm sure bringing back a husband and three kids, wasn't exactly what she was crying for. I knew that day and the day I got married he was Mr. right. Even the huge fight at my reception with my brothers over shaving cream, didn't change my mind. So, here we are 12 years (+2), three kids and a cat later, still giddy over one another. Who'd a thunk it?
All I know is I need to keep all of this on the back burner of my mind. That is until the day one of my girls shows up with a boy (that she had claimed was Only a friend, that I've barely met), and says she's in love and she moving out. FYI~ No matter what they say, Friends don't ask to leave a dozen roses on their bed while their at school!