Three years seems crazy short for all the adventures we’ve had together.
Four places to call home.
(Five, if you count two broke newlyweds riding out the last few days of an old lease, post-honeymoon.)
Trips by plane, train, automobile and bus: Hull, Colorado Springs, the Black Hills, Chicago, Toronto, West Point, Niagara Falls, Hawaii, Ft. Benning, Schroon Lake and Des Moines.
Hundreds of miles biked around Toronto.
One hard earned masters degree.
(They sent it to us in a bound book. You’ll have to come and see.)
Three little girls who won our hearts and gave us a crash course in parenting (mostly just the fun stuff).
Countless coffee and tea dates.
Not enough saturdays at the Brickworks.
Lots of DIY projects.
About a million trips to the midwives.
Two tiny people of our own.
Here’s to decades more of this wild adventuring!