
is the father of my child? But even after looking at this picture, I'm so, so thankful that he's my husband. Take tonight for example, day 3 of training for my race and it's 10pm, and I haven't run yet. Hmmm, not looking good. But there's no way I could get off track already on just Day 3. I could not miss this run. But it's way too late to take Cade along. I packed up Cade and drove him up to Matt supervising at open-gym and got my four miles in running home from the gym. It was a little scary because it was dark but it's Olathe, not Compton. However, my wonderful husband kept popping up on my route sporadically getting out of his car to cheer for me and make sure I was alive. What a great guy. A little affirmation is always nice.
Blast from the past pics continue...
And here I am in college with some flowers that Matt sent to me for no reason at all.

Now I'd probably be mad if he sent me flowers for no reason. I'm all for romance but it's not really in the budget, and flowers die. Buy me food or something instead. Oh how marriage changes everything. But I wouldn't change a thing.


