Happy Silver Anniversary to us!

30 years ago today, the Husband and I were on our third date when we realized that something special was happening. Being a divorced mom of an almost-3-year-old meant that I couldn't afford to hire a baby sitter for the 3rd week in a row, so the Daughter went with us on our 3rd date.  This could have been a problem for many men, but the Husband is one of 7 children and was used to being around kids.

We took a picnic lunch to the Strybing Arboretum at Golden Gate Park. We had lunch, watched the Daughter run around the grassy area, and taught her not to pick the flowers. It was a sunny, January day, and it was perfect.

When we decided to get married 5 years later,  the day we chose happened to be the anniversary of that third date. It makes it easy for us to remember when we became a couple and when we got married. The running joke in our family: which anniversary is this, dear? The answer is a combination of the number of years married and the number of years together. 

Which anniversary is this, dear?  It's our 25/30 anniversary.

(The Husband, me, the Judge who married us, my best friend Julie, and the Daughter.)