Remember Remember the 5th of November

That was our 2 year anniversary. LITTLE late about posting about how grateful I am we made it to the TWO year mark (marriage pros at this point) but that's because there are a lot of other distracting things on the computer (I don't even like facebook but it's the first thing I go to) ANY WAY, yes, I still love Mr Smith. I probably don't write about how much I love Mr Smith enough. I'm too busy whining about how easy my life is. Like how hungry I still am after that pb&jelly sandwich. Making lunch is so difficult and I have no idea why. #whitegirlproblems

So, contrary to what Mr Smith believed or wanted to believe, Papa Johns is not our anniversary tradition (thank goodness I blog because I would have fallen for it). Last year was Olive Garden. This year was Thai, because it's our favorite (still missing our little ma&pop Thai place in Old Town, VA that boarded up their windows). We said we would branch out next time. I got Panang curry & he got Pad Thai - it's hard when you know you love it!

{A special thanks to my mother for babysitting Miss Lexi for the evening & for Grandma Smith giving us an incentive to actually get out & pay for a meal}

Of course we don't have any pictures to capture that special occasion so I'll just attach the go-to wedding photos. I know you can't get enough of those. But besides never dressing like that, we look the same - so go with it. I still love to remember that day!

And due to Miss Lexi's recent desire to be attached to mom, poor Mr Smith doesn't get as much physical attention that he deserves. I honestly couldn't even handle a hug this week. I told him I have to come to him on my own terms in order for the kiss to be affectionate, ha. But for real, welcome to two years & a baby. Apparently I'm not a dance in the kitchen while cooking kind of cook. I'm on a mission to cook, shove food in my mouth, put Lexi to bed, clean, then pick up my feet. Poor Poor Mr Smith. (don't worry we watch what I think is a retarded episode of Psych & cuddle on the couch - romance?)

We still love our lives. We're working to be better at living them. But I'm SO grateful, in all honesty, for a respectful, loyal, intelligent, full of service, honest, considerate, just-wants-his-family-to-be-happy, husband. He really does make me excited for the future & protected from this crazy world. He is my best friend & that person I can always fall towards. I can't thank him enough for catching me every day & for being a wonderful father to Alexis.

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