One decade

That's approximately 3,650 days, maybe a couple more for leap years. This weekend, M and I celebrated 10 years of marriage. Yes, we were pretty young (by today's standards) when we married: 21 and 22. But I wouldn't have waited another day. He's the best, and I can't imagine a better husband, father, companion and friend.
We are not by nature gift-givers (lucky it's true for both of us or one of us would always be disappointed!), so we celebrated by taking a 24-hour trip to Charlottesville. We left C with Grandma and Grandpa, and we stayed overnight at this lovely inn called the Inn at Court Square. We reserved the cheapest room, but because they were pretty empty this weekend, they upgraded us to a room that cost $100 more! Then, they gave us a complimentary glasses of wine and strawberry lemonade. I found a jacuzzi tub and bathrobes in the bathroom and helped myself to both before we went to dinner at the C&O restaurant.
After sleeping in till 7 (that's luxurious for us!), praying together, and having the best breakfast of our ten years of marriage, we shopped downtown Charlottesville and the farmer's market and then headed for the University of Virginia, which has the most beautiful campus we've ever seen. In one of the gardens off the main lawn, M found a plum tree and sampled one of the ripe plums. Well, I took a bite and squirted brown plum juice all over my white-shirted pregnant belly! (As those of you who have been pregnant know, a belly with child is a spill magnet.)

After laughing uproariously I realized how disgusting I looked, so I arranged my purse over my middle and found a bathroom in the Rotunda and made M go to the car and get me another shirt. We finished our anniversary getaway with a drive through winding country roads, lunch in a small town and ice cream.
Upon our arrival, my parents said they'd had a great time with C (of course, he is always Angel Boy for other people!)--pizza for dinner, lego creations, silly tickling games and a trip to the hardware store. Sounds like our son's dream weekend. Ours was a dream, too.
Happy anniversary to my brilliant, merciful, science-brained, relational, Cubs-obsessed, constantly-snacking, God-seeking husband. Truly one of life's undeserved gifts from God.