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5th Anniversary



This weekend Josh and I savored our 5th Anniversary! The weekend went beautifully...

We didn't to anything "big" on the actual weekend of our 5th, but we have a trip we are planning to take after Ruby is old enough to be left with her Grandmas :)

Saturday morning we spent as a family- got some Dutch Bros and went garage sale-ing. The boys each found little treasures, and I found a few little things, and the weather was beautiful! After lunch we did a little yard work in the sun, had a quiet nap time, and then I surprised the boys (including Josh!) with a sleepover at Grandma and Grandpas! I had packed their bags with no one knowing during nap time :)

Josh and I went out to some sentimental places: Calamity Jane's for dinner, and Sandy Cinemas for a movie, and were back home a little after 9! It felt strange to not tuck the kids in for bed...

**side note, but I had a realization about why dinner-and-a-movie is such a popular date: Dinner is face-to-face time (which meets the woman's need), and movie is shoulder-to-shoulder time (which meets the man's need). Never thought of that before, but it makes so much sense!

Josh and I woke up slowly Sunday morning (it's amazing to lay in bed for even 5 minutes in the morning these days... :) ), and enjoyed leading worship together at church. After church Grandma and Grandpa brought the boys home.

It was a beautiful, peaceful weekend!

p.s. I made sure to take pictures of our weekend for two reasons: one, it being our 5th anniversary (I do want to remember what WE look like during these years as well as the kids!), and second that some of you being out of state have asked for some belly pictures! Here they are!








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  1. Beautiful pictures! you look great Anna! And Your little boys are just cutie pies!

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  2. These pictures are adorable! What a beautiful family!

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