June 12th

When people pick the day on which they will be married, it normally has little significance other than it was a convenient day to get married. Of course after the wedding, it becomes significant as the anniversary of that marriage. When I found out that I was pregnant with our second child and that the baby was due on our anniversary, I was none too happy. I knew that it would soon cease to be our anniversary and begin to be a birthday. As the weeks drifted past, however, I became more comfortable with the idea. . .and so now we have two very special things to celebrate on June 12th. . .here is a pictorial field trip.

Thirteen years ago today at 3:00 p.m. we did this. . .


Five years ago today at 10:15 p.m. we did this. . .(notice my pregnancy/delivery schnoze.)

This past Saturday we did this to celebrate what you see directly above. . .a monster truckin' five year old boy paradise. . .

And today we did this to make it official.

We also did this since I am co-coordinator of VBS. . .(it says "Under Construction: Becoming a Tool of God"). I spent the morning sweating, running, and putting out fires. The kids spent the morning becoming tools of God. Tony spent the morning mixing Quick-Crete so the tools of God could make jewel bedecked stepping stones. . .
And it was about 3:00 before either Tony or I remotely remembered to wish each other a happy anniversary. . .

but somehow we manage to celebrate that whole anniversary milestone every day.