An Anniversary Bloggy Thing for The Husband

I nodded my head stupidly when you asked me to marry you because I couldn't speak.

Kind of the way I lost my voice when I told you I wanted a karat and you got the kind bunnies eat out of the fridge.

Except the first example is way more romantic.

Ask me again if I will marry you.

I will say yes.

A thousand times, yes.

Even if you propose with a carrot.

Because it's that kind of Story Book Love.

Except the other spelling not the kind bunnies eat is way smarter more romantic.

Happy anniversary, Sweeter. Eleven years together. Eight years married.

Laughter gives time the wings to fly.

Because of you, I have found my voice.