There are lots of pictures of Everett lined up for my next post, but today I must pause.
I must pause to honor the perfect date.
April 25th. . .
three years ago. . .
the day we were wed.
I am one hundred percent convinced that I am the luckiest girl in the world.
So tonight we will celebrate.
We will leave our boy of 3.5 months
(although I am quite nervous to do so).
We will go out to dinner.
AND to a movie.
And then I'm one hundred percent convinced we will come racing home.
Here's to the perfect match on the perfect date.
I love you Justin Paul Delatore.