Yesterday was mine and Husband's 8 year anniversary. Time has flown. His sister was so sweet and watched the twins for us while H was at preschool so we could have a few hours together. It wasn't a "normal" anniversary date, but it was fun. We ran a couple of errands, went to the gun range (he's been trying to take me for years), and then we went to get some lunch. It was so nice to be just us. I loved having time to chat without kids interrupting the conversation. It is amazing how quickly a trip to the store can be without unloading and loading three children, pushing a cart full of said children, and trying to get them to sit down and keep their hands to themselves. After our little outing we picked H up from school and spent the rest of the day as a family. We hung out, had dinner, and then the little ones went to bed and we had some cake and ice cream. Super fun day. I'm glad it was traditional. I couldn't have asked for a better present than time with Husband (it's all too rare) and family time.
Yay for 8 years. I'm looking forward to at least another 64!