We're still alive.

Unplanned matching, unplanned photo shoot during an unplanned trip to the park. Living life unplanned works out really well sometimes.

My valentine

A rather grainy picture, but one of the few I have of my camera-shy valentine. We made plans to go the the temple in Dallas (a 2-hour drive from Waco) one Saturday in January, and that morning I got a text from my sister's husband that they were headed to the hospital to have a baby.

By the time we got out of our session, Juliet Mott had made her grand entrance, so we took a detour to the hospital, conveniently located near the temple, and met my newest niece.

8 years ago today, it snowed in Waco and ruined all my valentine's carefully-laid plans for a very romantic marriage proposal. The power was out at my parents' house when he came over to make my family breakfast (yes, I lived with my parents), so we headed out for the most spontaneous day of Jack's life, a production that sealed the deal for me. An impromptu snowball fight, breakfast out, a movie I had been wanting to see, a quick freezing walk on the dam at Lake Waco, a rock on my finger, and our first kiss. (No, I wouldn't kiss him until we were engaged). Receiving a diamond ring was the only thing that didn't surprise me that day, but my valentine has gotten really good a surprising me ever since.

Ahhh, love.