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This morning I was greeted with a "Happy Anniversary!" from my husband. A few minutes later as I was brushing my teeth...he sent me an anniversary card that was delivered by the cutest postal worker around (aka, Sweet Baby A).

It's official, John and I have been married for *seven* years.

But for all that remembering that he did, as John was heading out the door he turned to me and asked in all seriousness,

"What day is it today? The 7th? The 5th?"

We've got a big celebration planned for tonight. I think we're headed up to our local mexican place for dinner with the girls. Monday night is free face-painting night, so I keep threatening to have them paint hearts on our faces in honor of the big day. And I think for story time tonight, I'll break out the wedding album so the girls can see their parents when they were young and a lot less tired.

Happy anniversary, John! The past seven years have been fantastic and I can't wait to spend many, many more with you!