Throwback Thursday

My husband, Aaron and I met the summer after I graduated highschool. We were both 17, and we met when I showed up at his doorstep with a bunch of mutual friends to go swimming.

The rest is history.

How the heck he puts up with me I don’t think I will ever understand. I do know that I love him even when he leaves his dirty socks on the floor….. but maybe not so much when he farts on me in his sleep.

 

 

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Us the summer we met.
Aren’t we cute? Look at me with my lovely blonde mermaid hair-free of spit up and cheerios. I also probably got to sleep in until noon.

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