13 = Lace

Adam and I are celebrating thirteen years of wedded bliss today. The traditional gift for the big 13 is lace.

Now I know you’re thinking that I could really pull out all the stops and buy something skimpy, slinky, lovely and lacey to put on tonight to seduce him and show him that even after three kids and thirteen years I’m still someth’n in the sack (purrrrrrrrrrrr), but no.Instead we decided to really hunker down and buy items that we really needed, like a big shiny bright red snow blower and a sleek, sexy black microwave.

That said I want you to know that even at two and a half KP is sticking up for his daddy. As we were walking through Old Navy today to pick up some last minute gifts, I stopped momentarily to brows through a rack. When I turn around I see KP with five pair of lacey under items and each one oh so delicately being placed in the cart all the while saying, “and we need this one, and this one, and this one!”

Adam, you would have been so proud.

I love you…Happy 13!

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