Dear Luke and Zoey (Mommy and Daddy's 4th Anniversary Edition)
Dear Luke and Zoey,
You guys were up at 4 AM this morning to eat (you're supposed to be sleeping through the night by now, but we'll talk about that some other time). Your Daddy and I lay in bed with you, him giving one a bottle, me breastfeeding the other, and I said, "Happy anniversary, sweetie. Tell the kids about our wedding day."
"It was cold," he said. "It snowed. And your mom looked beautiful. It was the day we became a family."
And it was.
I'm so glad I married your dad. He has been so sweet and loving since day one, I met him just after your Uncle Luke died and I needed a lot and he was there for me. He was there for me then, and then all through the things we had to do to bring you into our lives. It wasn't always easy, but I figure if we can survive those two things together we can survive anything.
And now, he's not only my husband, he's also your daddy. You guys are so lucky to have the daddy you do.
We didn't plan it this way, but you were born just before he finished school, and these first months he's been job hunting and so has been able to spend SO much time with you. It won't be like this forever, but we've treasured these months together.
Your dad knows how to make you laugh, he kisses the tears away, he knows how to get you down to sleep, how to get you to eat when you really don't want to. He takes you out and about, strapping you to his chest in the Baby Bjorn. He takes you for walks in the stroller. He eases you into your afternoon nap with Phineas and Ferb. He helps your mommy so she can work, and also get to yoga, and get her nails done and such occasionally, so she doesn't feel like she's completely lost herself and can be a better mother. And he's a sucker for cute clothes for you guys...he told me before you were born that all babies needed really is white onesies, but he's the one that can't resist cute raccoon hats, and red coats with orange foxes on them, and skater shoes and baby Uggs...
But most of all--and really all that matters--he loves you more than anything. And I love him more than ever because of it.
Happy anniversary to us!
Love,
Mommy
