The Galbraith Family: Before I was married...

How do you celebrate 15 years of marriage? At casa de Galbraith it's with a bowl of cereal and a few loads of laundry. We even toasted with a Nyquil nightcap...

Before I was married, I always envisioned anniversaries celebrated in tropical locations. On even numbered years, we would take the kids. Odd numbers would be just us. We would come up with fabulous gifts that corresponded with the "anniversary guidelines" (you know, one year = paper, two years = cotton, etc.). We would laugh about that one time in 1998 when we had that "silly little argument." And we would marvel at our unprecedented parenting skills. We had no idea our DNA would manifest perfection personified! That was all before I was married...

Now, I know that anniversaries can fall in the middle of the week...on a school night, no less. I know that you decide ahead of time "not to do gifts this year" because braces are on the horizon and piano fees are due. I know that husbands get horrible colds, but still offer to "take you somewhere special" between the breaths of his hacking cough. I know that I don't want him to be miserable, so I decline with the promise of "we'll celebrate this weekend." I know that our perfect offspring are fighting over a basketball in the driveway. I'm pretty sure I heard my dear husband tell one of them to "suck it up." Does that qualify as unprecedented parenting? I know that our tropical celebrations are always in Destin and always with the kids...even and odd years. I know that anniversaries can end with a peck on the cheek and the sentiment, "I hope you don't catch this." And I know that 15 years later, I wouldn't have it any other way.