i married a boy in my 3rd grade class

Once there was a little girl who loved to wear dresses and do cartwheels. She went to a little, shiny school in a little, country town.

Once there was a little boy who didn't care what he wore, and loved to play ball. He went to the same little, shiny school in the same little, country town.

The little girl and the little boy were friends for many, many years. Then one day, when they were not so little anymore, they looked into each others eyes, and forgot all about cartwheels and ball.

The not so little anymore boy whispered to the not so little anymore girl, "I'm crazy for you." And she whispered back, "I love you."

A few months later, the little boy turned soldier married the little girl turned momma. And they spent many, many years loving, and having babies, and whispering to each other.

Then one night, the little girl, who was swelling with their eighth baby, had a bad dream.


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The little girl and the little boy were back in their little, shiny school. The little girl was playing make believe with all the other little girls in their class. She announced to her little girl friends that she wanted THE little boy to "play pretend" to be her husband. And all her little girl friends just stared at her. And then they laughed at her.

The little girl called for THE little boy across the classroom to come save her. And he did. The little girl and the little boy embraced, as they stood in the middle of so many other little girls and little boys. The room began to spin, and the little girl was crying, while the little boy was whispering in her ear.

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Then the little girl woke up from her bad dream, and she was that not so little anymore girl again. She was a momma. And her not so little anymore boy soldier was asleep next to her in their bed. She wiped her tears on her pillow, and moved closer to him. And they whispered to each other.

a tale of two cards

while dusting and tidying up our bedroom the other day, the two contrasting cards sitting on my dresser caught my attention.

one card reads:

Our love isn't just about the special celebrations in our lives - it's also about the simple pleasure of sharing each day with you...It's talking about anything and everything, laughing together, and feeling our worries melt away in the warmth of each other's arms...It's about knowing each other so well, making each other happy, and being so good together.

Happy Anniversary with Love

(and then there is a very beautiful and personal handwritten inscription from my husband. he always gives me cards that ring so true to our relationship. i love him.)

the other card reads:

Hope everYoNe pees WHeRe THeY'Re SuPPoSed To TODAY.

HAPPY MOTHeR'S dAY

(with SE7EN happy little signatures underneath. another true sentiment of my life.)

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I live a blessed and well gifted life. My heart overflows.

i complete him. he completes me.

I have decided not to take part in the Completing Him Challenge. For many reasons. (None of which have anything to do with me not wanting to complete my husband)...time and effort that I don't have to put into it...the private nature of some of it...AND...

 

I just don't think we "fit" the idea behind this. Brian and I work more as a team when he is home. I worried about this last fall, when a friend was posting about Becoming a Godly Wife. I worried for days, and then I just asked him about it.

He told me to stop worrying. And that he liked being a team. And that I couldn't possibly do it all. And that I needed his help more than most wives need their husband's help, because we have like a zillion kids...

 

I liked that answer.

We are a good team.

I suppose we complete each other, and we don't need another challenge...it's a challenge just making it through a day here (but one I'm glad to take on).

Our Dating Story is super short anyway. We dated for 4 weeks. He asked me to marry him. He left for Basic Training. We got married. He left for Korea for a year (that seems like such a long time ago)...