Celebrating one

A year ago Sunday, a blonde boy married a blonde girl. 

Like most happily ever afters, they said "I do," set off on a Caribbean honeymoon, found the perfect little house, then filled it with love, a pup, and Ikea home goods. That is how it works, yes?

(Yes, the chicken strips are mine. No, I am not 12.)

We ended our anniversary weekend with a car full of products we couldn't pronounce and a ruffled cake left from our day of "I do." One slice of pink champagne later, our day was done and we were officially one year old.