Their Story is our story
Today marks my Mom and Dads 30th wedding anniversary.
|taken at Niagra Falls and the first picture Dad ever had of Mom|
|you wish you could look this sexy|
Mom instantly had a ready made family. I personally think she got a pretty awesome deal.
I mean, look at that cuteness in her lap.
Not everybody gets so lucky as to marry a guy and get such an awesome daughter too!
This is the stuff of fairytales. I was a perfect angel and never ever peed on her lap in the drivethrough.
She also had the pleasure of spending time with my older sister, and although Brea's story is different from my own, the love and devotion from our Dad and Becky are not.
For some reason our little family had to grow, so we grew larger with the addition of these two turds.
While their story started resembling a little bit of normalcy - married, owning a house, and living with 2.5 children (I won't tell you who the .5 is) I know that things still weren't easy. They both worked hard long hours, and us silly kids had things we wanted to do like dance, band, T-ball, and eat dinner.
Now, after thirty years they have kids who aren't entirely embarrased by them and a granddaughter who is pretty certain they hung the moon.