For real? It's been two years? It seems that just yesterday we were having our first date in Saratoga Springs.
Wasn't it just moments ago that we were waving goodbye to my home in L.A. and my new one became a loft in KC?
I still get the butterflies when thinking of you asking if I will be your wife, teary-eyed when I recall the magical day I became your Mrs., and I swear I can still taste the Macarons in Paris.
And now we have Addison?? God is good, my sweet-you are daily proof of that.
I love you.
Happy number 2.