what we've learned

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last night i was going through my blog, getting ready to write an anniversary post because it's our anniversary? no. it's not. stop lying.

i got to our post from last year and saw a picture of a cake. and immediately i remember that i was supposed to order our cake. "supposed to" because that's what i do. is take care of little details that mean the most. AND I REALIZED I FORGOT. i was freaking T.O.'d. (can you imagine if you couldn't speak english and you saw that? ha. ha. ha.) i called evan, freaking out, about in tears (because CAKE.) and he's like, "baaaaaaaabe!" all sad and junk. and i was like, "i know." in the best pouty voice i have. and i told him to NOT go buy a box cake because i don't want that shiz. wedding anniversaries equal bakery cake. and he said, "are you going to be depressed about it all night?" duh, evan. CAKE. and he said, "what if i told you i already ordered one? i was going to surprise you with it but i don't want you to be upset."

YOU. GUYS. he's the best.

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year three. how wild. i don't know how time does it, this speedy-up thing where the days suddenly fly by. i did not wake up three years ago on this day and expect three years to come up so quickly. i think it also doesn't help that now i have the minutes and seconds ticking by in front of my face in the shape of this tiny little human who is growing up in front of my eyes (even though that's a lie, you can't see it. i don't get time. i don't get it at all.). but three years. in the blink of an eye, it feels like. so here are some of the things we learned from our third year of wedded bliss (see year two here)

/we learned how to cook!

/kinda.

/larissa refuses to use measurements and changes the recipe every time.

/evan follows the recipe to the T and refuses to team cook when recipes are involved.

/larissa taught evan how to change a diaper.

/evan taught larissa how to get a onesie over the baby's face.

/we have a shower war where the person not showering turns the hot water off so the shower blasts the shower-er with freezing cold water.

/evan is ridiculously good at this game.

/larissa sucks at this game.

/we fell more in love with beer during year two.

/then larissa had to give it up for year three.

/and evan kind of gave it up, too.

/moral support.

/we act like three-year-olds sometimes.

/larissa head butts evan's chest.

/evan tackles larissa to the ground.

/evan got rid of his beard for one minute.

/larissa lost her ever-loving mind.

/evan spoiled larissa rotten with homemade breakfasts and lattes and chocolate cake.

/larissa is spoiled.

/larissa's favorite food in the whole wide world is blueberry muffins (with raw sug. who am i?!).

/evan fuels this addiction entirely too much.

/we don't know how to say no.

/we are people pleasers.

/we're working on those last two.