Last night Ben and I celebrated our anniversary. We've been married 16 years. That sounds like such a big number. I feel like I should only be 16 years old, not married for 16 years. Of course it would be very strange for me to be married and homeschooling my 7 children at the age of 16, but I am just saying how I feel. It is crazy.
I printed out all the pictures of Clementine from her birth and I put them in a photo album, as well as framing some of them. That was the gift that I gave Ben for our anniversary. He feels like I do about photos- loves, them and is worried about not having them accessible. We have lost more pictures than I ever care to think of through the computer crashing or losing hard drives. I have made a vow to never let that happen again, so I am trying to turn over a new leaf and keep them organized and put into photo books. This is a very difficult vow. It seems to take SO MUCH TIME to organize the pictures and decide which ones to print, which to delete, editing them, and framing some. Then, once they're framed, what do I do next? I'd love to put them on walls, in the hallway, on the staircase, but it is hard to make it look right. Oh well, at least I am attempting. I'll try to get the frames hung this weekend and see how they look. This is an ongoing source of guilt for me and at least I sort of have a plan now. The plan is, try to keep up with it and don't wait for iphoto to organize itself. Hah.
We went out last night to dinner and then we saw the movie, "The Hundred Step Journey." We loved it. I definitely recommend it. I saw the preview and knew it would be a movie I would like, and so I decided to read the book while I waited for it to come out. Well, I didn't care for the book very much. It was just okay. So then I wondered if maybe I wouldn't like the movie after all, but it was great. It was such a nice night, just a pretty quiet celebration, but just what we needed.
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