Yesterday was our ninth wedding anniversary. According to About.com, the “traditional” gift is pottery and willow. I don’t even know what that means. What’s a willow gift? A tree? The Val Kilmer movie?
The “modern” gift is leather. Yeah…. No.
We’re getting a ping pong table. And I’m totally psyched.
But forget gifts. As we all know, it’s the thought that counts. Want to know how I know my husband really loves me?
When he took our son to the batting cages last Sunday, he brought my son’s own batting helmet with them. Without my even asking him. Because I’m a little crazy.
I’m a lucky girl.
[N.B.: Crazy Love was our wedding song. Coincidence or prescience?]
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awww. YOU? crazy when it comes to, um, hats? :)
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