Seriously, who let this just old enough to drink, not able to rent a car for another 4 more years get married? Apparently her parents did. But that’s because they knew how great a guy Dan is. That, and they were sick of her clothes on the bathroom floor and all the other things she didn’t pick up after herself.
Ah karma…if I believed in you, I’d say you look a lot like Dans clothes I pick up off the bathroom floor now.
I guess we still look like babies though because Dan gets carded buying cough syrup and I still get, “So what grade are you in?” What grade am I in? The I’m not sixteen and I’ve been married for 3 years, thats what grade I’m in. And then comes the whole, “Wow…you were so young when you got married, that’s great you found him so early on in life, but that’s definitely not going to last.” Except, they just think the last part because saying it to me would be pretty darn rude.
But If I could sum up the past 3 years of our marriage in one word it would probably be…easy. Let me let you in on a secret…Choose your love. Love your choice. Hey, it’s workin for us.
And on the left we have babies getting married. And on the right we have toddlers celebrating 3 years. Will we ever look old enough to buy cigarettes?