Forest and I celebrated 4 years of marriage last week, November 12, 2015. We took the picture above that night after dinner, before Peyton got sleepy and ready for bed. I don’t know how we managed to get all of us looking at the camera but we did and I L.O.V.E. it!!
We were reminiscing those 4 years on our anniversary and I can’t believe all of the things we’ve done and the experiences we’ve shared. Our wedding was such a sweet and amazing day and I looked forward to it for so long. But it was only the beginning! Obviously. Any marriage begins with a wedding but it was only the beginning of so many great things I didn’t know I should be looking forward to. Not just the fun things like vacations, holidays, anniversaries and babies but the mundane things, too, like evening walks, Friday nights in, yard work on a beautiful Saturday afternoon and buying chairs. Of course marriage isn’t always fun things and we’ve had our share of bad moods and disagreements but when we were thinking back on our 4 years of being married, the good moments are the ones that stand out and I couldn’t imagine ‘doing’ life with anyone else.
So speaking of experiences shared, we added a new one to the list! A few weeks ago Forest asked if I’d be able to find an up-to-my-standards babysitter for Peyton for a few hours on Nov 14th because he had ‘reservations’ for us. I found a babysitter well in advance (I had several in mind so it was just a matter of who was available) and often wondered what we would be doing that required reservations on a Saturday afternoon. So November 14th finally arrived and I asked Forest in the morning what I should wear. His only response was “I don’t know, something comfortable.” I didn’t know how comfortable or how casual was acceptable – I didn’t want to waltz in wearing workout clothes and get funny looks – so Forest pulled up the website on the iPad. ROCK CLIMBING! We had a 1-hour ‘private session’ at a rock climbing place nearby – Gravity Vault.
Our first few climbs were easy – we could climb using whatever holds we wanted or could reach. The next several climbs were a little more challenging – we had to follow a path and were only able to use the holds that were marked with a certain colored tape. Our arms were starting to get wobbly after the 3rd or 4th time up the wall but we kept working through several more before our arms just wouldn’t cooperate anymore. I was nervous when we got there. It’s pretty intimidating seeing really high walls that you’re supposed to climb to the top but I was impressed at how well we did. Forest, who is afraid of heights, scaled the first wall like he’d done it several times already. It was such a rush to make my way to the top of the wall that I didn’t even notice how high I was!
We headed to dinner after our 1-hour was up – Texas Road House – and we could barely lift our water glasses to drink. I think we’re both back to normal by now, thank goodness. Picking up a baby with wobbly, jello arms isn’t for the faint of heart.
Until next time — Cindy
*All images are original to A View from the Shore