So today, my beautiful Dylan is 4.
We bought her a princess dress. I know, a bit hypocritical (ok a lot) after my criticism of the princess/barbie bikes, but Target finally broke me. The human spirit can only withstand so much princess mania without finally surrendering.
Today is also my 6th wedding anniversary.
Do you think Rick and I are one of those couples who are starting to look alike?
To celebrate, we visited my dad and some of his close friends, Dan and Sally, in the Berkshires in Massachusetts. Man, is it gorgeous up there with rolling hills, lush greenery and majestic horses.
And wow, it’s incredibly dark at night.
And breathlessly quiet.
And everyone leaves their doors unlocked.
Is it me or does this scenario beg for a serial killer?
Since we had lots of free babysitters on hand like my father and his friends, Rick and I, decided to go out to dinner to celebrate our anniversary. We stepped out in the pitch dark night and climbed into the car.
“Why is it so dark in here? Why aren’t the car lights going on?” Rick wondered out loud.
“I don’t know,” I responded. “AGHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I screamed.
“What?! What?! What are you screaming about?!!!!” Rick shouted back.
“Oh sorry. Nothing. I thought there might be an intruder in the backseat so I reached back and felt something, ” I explained. “Turns out it was just one of the car seats.”
Rick just rolled his eyes.
And think, he’s got only six years with me under his belt.
A whole bunch more to go, buddy. We’re just getting started here.