Yesterday was our 11th wedding anniversary. All the fantastical I said about our marriage last year, are still true. We have faced a few more trials, had some more fun, and love each other even more than we did before.
To celebrate and to take a break from all the stress, we joined my sister and her best friends family for a beach weekend. We stayed at a little family hotel on Daytona Beach. The kids swam, ran in the sand, pigged out on bbq and had a blast.
After we thought the kids had fallen sleep, my sister came to babysit them and let us walk on the beach. It was incredible. The beach was very dark and peaceful we sat in the sand and listened to the waves, the only lights were the stars and a Ferris wheel in the distance. There was smooching, hand holding, slow dancing to the sound of the ocean and lots of general mushy love stuff. It was freaking amazing.
Of course we returned to our room to find three wide awake boys jumping on beds.
Ahem. Auntie Mandy is not a the best at discipline. But the time alone was worth it. Seriously, thank you sis.
We drove home today, relaxed, happy, sandy, and tired. Awesome weekend.
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