on saturday evening steve and i had a date night planned. the babysitter arrived and i grabbed my tripod and asked steve if we could shoot a few pics before we went to dinner. he agreed {he’s such a good sport} but as soon as we walked up the hill we started to argue. he had ideas. i had different ideas. i got mad. i was ready to pick up the tripod and forget the whole thing. but then we each took a deep breathe and apologized.

and i tried to let go of my pride and hear his thoughts. which were good. and then we started having fun and we ended up getting some pictures that i love. we’re not perfect, but we’re good together.

babe, it’s you & me forever. i love you.