(Note: Jenna is a local pastor’s wife whose husband recently took a call to the Seminary. In other words, she is moving away! I praise God for His perfect timing and placement of their family back in her husband’s hometown.)
Roses are red. Violets are blue.
I was gonna try and wing a poem for you.
I couldn’t bear it.
And for Pete’s sake I couldn’t see with all the rain.
I mean, who soaks themselves on purpose in the middle of the McDonalds parking lot, all while drinking hot chocolate?
Who does that?
Not anymore anyway.
Anymore, if we’re really serious about an adventure, we take all the kids to church.
Better yet, we take all the kids to church at 3:00 in the afternoon for a two hour installation service.
They even had dinner afterwards.
Yeah, we never did get to go back for Sushi.
I know my panic attack/pacing the parking lot for oxygen/allergic reaction to the orange MSG cheese powder/hyperventilation due to the larger -than-usual-circumference-of-the-bite really freaked you out.
Thankfully there was always Chevy’s.
By the way, let’s never forget how great our husbands are for letting us get out for our girls nights.
They are such great dads and buy us Starbucks gift cards and everything.
Remember all our marriage talks?
(psst. It’s been six weeks since you’ve had that baby. You know what that means.)
Marriage is important.
Marriage is sacred.
Marriage is for a lifetime.
That would’ve been a really good place to put a picture of a married couple.
But since this isn’t really about a married couple, I put one of us at our live-streamed Montrose Beach concert.
OH MY GOSH THE MUMFORD & SONS CONCERT!
You know, after all the espresso, wine, and nachos, I think we’ve grown up a lot over these past few years.
We’ve settled down. We’ve realized sometimes we’re just too tired to go anywhere far, and that’s okay. We’ve learned meeting at McDonalds and sitting in the van to talk is just fine.
We’ve grown in family size, faith, hope, and most of all, love.
Thanks be to God.