Celebrating nine years

Our anniversary was on Tuesday, but Bobby and I are heading out tonight to celebrate. I'm so excited to have some time alone with him. (Claire will be with us but at least she won't be interrupting my sentences all night long to say something really insightful, like "Boof in your bottom." I swear, it's a wonder Bobby and I are ever able to talk about anything!) It's not like he's been working crazy hours or that he's been out of town or anything, but I really miss him! I guess it's just part of the whole adjusting to three children thing. I can't believe it's been nine years. Ten years ago I was pining away for this boy while he was on his mission. I was saying the words, "I can't wait for Bobby to get home" out loud many times a day. So many times that it almost started that they all started to kind of slur together into one very long word. I was thinking of him constantly and dreaming of all the things I have now and thinking: "Gee. Wouldn't it be cool to be Bobby's wife?"

I was right about that. Happy Anniversary Bobby! I love you.