Today my husband and I celebrated twenty-five years of marriage. Hopeless romantics that we are, we went out to dinner, came home, and I took a nap for the rest of the evening. I woke up realizing I still needed to get my picture so I thought it would be fun if Bill and I formed a heart with our hands. Neither one of us really had something special in mind that we wanted to do to commemorate this milestone as we’ve been too busy with graduation to put much thought into it. We both agreed we’d come up with a bigger way to celebrate later this summer. In a way just letting the other off the hook was our gift to one another.
Congrats! You look way too young to be married 25 years. Love your gesture here - so cute. We didn't do anything for our 25th - and we're long past that now.
