Five Years

So I met this dude in college.

We hung out.

A lot.

Basically, we got the hots for each other.

Then....

I caught the bouquet.

So 5 months later.

We had to get married.

It was fun!

We kissed.

a lot.

and danced.

a lot.

and pretended I was baby and he was Johnny.

then he serenaded me.

it was sweet.

And then well... (you know)

*explicit*

Then we thoroughly enjoyed the newlywed stage.

For three years.

It was a blast!

Then we got pregnant.

On purpose.

9 months later...

Rylee arrived.

Then we got pregnant again.

9 months later.

Hudson arrived.

And now 5 years later after this day.

We are as happy as ever.

I'd say, I hit the jackpot.

Happy 5 years Steven.

Note:  Usually people do the mushy gushy thing.  They express their great love towards each other and thank them for the wonderful, amazing, can't live without you,  blessed years they've had.  Well sorry Steven... you didn't marry that kind of girl.  How about I just tell people that I have Mad Love for you. And think you have a cute butt.

That ok?