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... of an old married couple

The church we attend is a relatively young church. Much of the congregation attends UT, Texas State, or St. Edwards or have recently graduated from them. Therefore, most people are single or newly married. Most. In the last few years we have added some "older" couples to the church and they are such a blessing. But the Newly/Nearly married class continues to get bigger and bigger every semester and once a couple hits about three years, they are considered old and wise. So here we are. Old and wise. According to those around us, but not to ourselves. Quinn and I have been married for three years today and we both know that we have a TON of growing still to do. I still kinda feel like a newlywed and I keep thinking: "Should we have a baby yet or was this too soon?" Luckily, we had nothing to do with that decision, so we can completely trust that God felt like we were ready (for whatever reason...)

Here are some pictures of my wonderful husband and me:





Happy Anniversary, Quinn Smith.
I love you so much.


On an Abram note, I almost titled this post "... of the scoot" because just yesterday, he started to be able to pull himself in tiny little increments toward things that he wants. He is using his arms at times and his legs at others, but not together just yet. Here is yet another video where I sound like a crazy person, but just focus on the baby, people.


Better stop blogging so often and start baby proofing the house. But I like to share these moments when they happen with friends and family. And, with our family so far away, we want to make sure you are all privy to what the Bubba accomplishes almost daily now.

So to Grandma Gae and Bopa Scott, and Nana and Papa, and Grandpa Dan and Grandma Barbara, and Grandma Wadene who we know are reading this right now... Abram says:

"Where? Where are they?!"

"Oh. Ha ha. They're not here. You're just talking about them. Well, that was a little awkward. Thanks, Mom. Anyway. Hey, guys. I'll see you all soon!"

Comments

  1. Congratulations on 3 years of happy bliss, may yall have many many more.
    (Years of marriage and kids!)

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  2. Oh and nice use of wingdings:
    "Happy Anniversary, Quinn Smith.
    I love you so much."

    ReplyDelete

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