I should probably warn you, if you are prone to vomiting at the sight of too much cuteness you may need to stop reading this blog altogether. But especially today, since as of this afternoon, Mr. D and I have officially reached 5 years of wedded bliss. It took some serious heartbreaks, tears, and otherwise rotten experiences to finally make it to my Mr. D. I'll try not to get too mushy here, but it never ceases to amaze me how much my love for him grows with each passing year. I probably say this every year, but marrying him was the best decision I ever made because he continues to love me and encourage me to be a better person.
Like every marriage, there may be sacrifices or arguments or problems but in the end we love each other and are sealed (together and with Baby D) for time and all eternity. I would have it no other way. Without further ado, in proper Redsoxwife celebration, a photocollage overload is in order. Enjoy...
Love you, poopface!