Lucky 13

Time again to celebrate this!  I love these two young people that were ready to take on the world!

 We celebrated this year by getting some good cupcakes

 and some good flowers. 

Because when I think back on our wedding day, I loved the flowers and I hated the cake.  

I didn't have real flowers at my bridal shoot (neither did my sister, neither did my mom, call it a tradition!)

 

and I didn't hold flowers when we came out of the temple (but my hands were happily holding Jason's hands)

but I loved my white rose and rhinestone-studded stephanotis bouquet that I carried around at the reception.  I wish I had a more detailed picture of it.  I don't have the bouquet anymore.

Our cake was pretty.  But it was so gross.  My Aunt Angelen was supposed to make our wedding cake, but wasn't able to at nearly the last minute so we had to scramble to get a cake lined up.  I don't recall taste-testing various cake flavors beforehand or ever meeting the person who did make our cake, but I do remember being so nervous when it was time to cut into it- all eyes were right on us!

I was mostly sure that neither of us were going to do a cake smash, but it really could have gone either way.  

Thankfully Jason was nice, and so was I. 

And on our one-month anniversary,  we pulled our frozen cake topper out of the freezer, took one bite and a picture, then threw it away.  It was not good at all.  

So flowers and cake seemed like a fun and simple way to celebrate this year.

We all sat down on the lawn to eat our cupcakes when Jason finally got home from planting, and when he said he wanted to share a cupcake wedding style, I suddenly got a great idea.

 Ha!  That's fun!

 Revenge!

 Jason farmer-blowed icing out of his nose and the kids almost died with laughter.

 Such a gross feeling.

 But pretty funny, too.

 So glad this didn't happen on our wedding day!

 Leah was a very diligent photographer!  She's so proud of this picture.

 And then the kids started smashing themselves.  

So much silliness around here. 

 But we wouldn't have it any other way! 

Thirteen years doesn't seem very long for all that we've experienced together, and I'd say we're both pretty proud of the work we put into making our marriage a good one.  When we were engaged people would tell us in a warning, ominous way that "marriage is hard work".  We didn't know exactly what that meant, and in some ways we still don't, but the hard days and disagreements and decisions that we come out on top of make me think that of all the work we do, this is surely the most important work that we are doing of all.