It's the end of a decade

I'm VERY glad to be going through life next to this guy. Isn't it weird how we're just...doing that? Just being married with three kids, in a house paying bills and scraping wads of gum out of couch cushions? Like "poof, here's your life"? That's what it feels like sometimes. In a good way. Thanks, Matt, for the best ten years of my life. Also known as a third of my life. Being that I was a child bride. Also I'm sorry that you didn't know you were in for a ten-year-plus pirate ride. Also I'm glad we memorialized the cake-picture photobomber forever. No idea who that is.