9 years!

First, I just want to say to all the people who didn't think Nick and I would last- KISS MY ASS!!!

This month my sweet husband Nick and I celebrated our 9th wedding anniversary! In a world where the divorce rate is over 50%, I think that's saying a lot! People just don't take marriage seriously anymore. It's sad. When Nick and I got married we had a lot of friends and family saying that we wouldn't make it. That we were just too young to be married. Well guess what guys, you were WRONG! Man it feels good to say that! Now, I'm not saying that it's been the easiest thing I've ever done, cause it definitely isn't. There have been days when I seriously want to punch Nick in the face. (OK, so I actually did that, but only once) And there have been times when we did nothing but argue all day long. All of that doesn't matter to me though. The only thing that matters is that after 9 years of being married to Nick, I can honestly still look at him every morning (even with crazy bed-head) and say, "God I love this man!" Our marriage, although not perfect, is definitely worth fighting for!

I love you Honey! Thanks for putting up with all my crap! I can't wait wait to spend another 9+ years with you!!!

Patience is a virtue

"You can learn many things from children. How much patience you have, for instance." -Franklin P. Jones

I have little patience. I'm not proud of it, but it's true. I wasn't always this way. I use to have lots of patience. Whether it be standing in line at the grocery store behind a sweet little old lady who is slowly counting out every little nickel and dime to the cashier, or at home when my 2-year old is throwing a fit because I won't let him eat chips and gum for breakfast. It use to not faze me at all. Now, though, I find myself wanting to tell the stupid little old lady to quit counting her damn penny's and just swipe her card like every other normal person in the world, and throwing a tantrum even bigger than my 2-year old is just because I can't stand drama in the morning before I've at least had two cups of coffee!!! I'm not sure when this change happened and when I lost all my patience. Maybe it was when my sweet 2-year old suddenly turned into a know-it-all 8-year old and now has all of his own opinions and ideas. But isn't that what kids are supposed to do when they grow up? Don't we want them to have their own opinions and ideas? Well, I'm starting to think that this parenting thing isn't so easy after all.

I really want to try to be more patient. Especially with my kids. After all, they watch me closely and I need to be a good example right? I don't want to be the one responsible when my 4-year old tells the sweet little old lady in grocery store line to "move it or lose it".