This week The Hunky Hubby and I celebrated our 10th Anniversary! Now our anniversary always falls in the middle of camping season and in years past we have just grumpily ignored it and decided to celebrate in September. There is absolutely no possibility of us going out during camp and we barely get to see each other. But this year I was inspired by a couple who celebrated their 2nd anniversary during camp by decorating a cabin up all cute and just spending time together.
Now the hunky hubby is running around half insane this time of year so I decided to surprise him. I ordered an ice cream cake that said: “Happy 10th Anniversary Scruffy” on it and after a short hiking trip (1 hour) with the boys and a visit to their doctor, the boys and I stopped by the Wok About Grill and (after much trauma with a bottle of soy sauce) picked up some of his favorite food. Then we went through the Dairy Queen drive through to get our cake and zoomed on home. The boys helped me vacuum and set up a table with fine china and candles in the living room. I borrowed a movie from a friend and charged our own beloved Shinobi with stealing the hunky hubbies food during dinner time at camp. Whenever he got a plate of food, Shinobi would run in and steal the meat off of it, or just take the whole plate and hide it.
Then after the boys were in bed, Shoe (the assistant manager) told the hunky hubby that I needed him right away. He ran over at top speed, fearing for the boys lives. And found candles. Despite the fact that the three boys had been whispering about ice cream cake and candles and his anniversary to him amidst my stern whispers to be silent during the day, the hunky hubby was totally taken aback. What could it mean? Was I just being nice? Was I celebrating our anniversary early? Or late? Was it the 5th? The boys got to whisper: “Happy Anniversary Daddy” after escaping from their beds and the surprise was complete. A total success. And ten good years together.
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How wonderful! What a great job you did, choosing to make a special memory, to celebrate instead of growling.
I love you.
What a lovely memory you created – both for you and Daryl and for the boys. Congratulations! And God richly bless the next decades of love and joy!
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So cool! I’m glad you pulled it off and I love that he didn’t get it even with the boys whispers! He’s so focused on camps!