Time Flies.

When I was younger and people said "Time flies" I never really understood it. I guess. I mean, obviously time goes by, at the end of every year we're all like "Oh, hey, how is it already Christmas?" and "Where did this year go?!" but until there's a certain date (dating a couple, a few, several years ago) or something funny that you remember randomly but realize that it happened 10, 11, 12 years ago, you don't realize it- time DOES fly by.

12 years ago (tomorrow 9/9) Eric and I started "dating." I say dating in quotations because we were 16. What kind of dating really happens at 16? I mean, we went to the movies. Held hands. Showed everyone we were a 'couple'. Smooched in the hallways. Wrote each other notes on college ruled, three-hole-punched notebook paper that we passed to each other between classes. I guess at 16 that is what dating consists of. But we always say that we never really dated during our relationship. Here's why. 

We started off as classmates in freshman algebra. Then we became 'neighbors' due to assigned seating. Then we because absolute best friends. Talking to each other on the phone for hours and hours on end. Then we shared stories of our lives. Our ups, our downs. Our crushes and what-not. I always said no to his asking me out for those years. We were best friend. I didn't want things to turn ugly, then I would lose my absolute best friend.

Then my 16th birthday happened.

One week later. "Hey I was thinking........" came out of my mouth on the phone one night.

E: "Thinking about what?"

J: "People"

E: "Who people?"

J: "Me and you people."

Let's just say, it was on like Donkey Kong after that. We were pretty much inseparable.

He even liked me when I had braces. Yuck.

 I stole his t-shirts.

We went to prom.

We went everywhere in his car.

We graduated high school.. (I have no scanned pics... sadly)

I graduated college.

Shortly after that, we got married.

Then we drove to Vegas.

1. The Arch in St. Louis. 2. Sunflower fields in Kansas 3. Sunset before Colorado. 4. Pit stop in the Rockies 5. Utah 6. The Grand Canyon 7. Treasure Island in Las Vegas

We went to hockey games.

I started my photography business.

J.M. Photography-- jmphotography01749.weebly.com/jmphotography01749.blogspot.com

The Bruins won the Stanley Cup and we were front row for the parade :)

Took Eric to his first Sox game on my birthday!

Then this happened. :)

 And this.

 And this.

Then this.....

 Which turned into this. This perfect little boy.

 And now we're here. I write this blog. I work full time for an excellent company. Eric still has his full time job that he got when we were in high school. We live in a great apartment (the one I grew up in which amazingly became available when we desperately needed to move out of a terrible situation). And we couldn't be happier. So, yeah, I guess the older I get, the more I appreciate (and realize) that time does fly.

With all that being said, Happy 12 Year Anniversary, Dear Husband. I love you to the moon and back. Hope we spend many, many more years together, living, growing, sharing and raising (and loving the crap out of) this little guy that we call ours.

**Sorry this post was so long.. Clearly I got a little carried away ;)**