Once upon a time, there were two rather normal folks…
Who both knew a guy rockstar named Sam.
Once they were introduced, it took them awhile to warm up to each other.
But soon, they were able to overcome their shyness and discovered that they shared many of the same passions, such as a sophisticated sense of humor…
and a love for at-arms-length portraits.
Young love blossomed.
And then one magical night…
led to another magical night…
that was filled with many magical moments.
They wasted no time in making their twosome a threesome.
And their phobia of odd numbers encouraged them to round out at four.
(Pssst. Six is an even number, too… I’m just sayin’.)
These five years have been pure magic. I adore my perfect husband. He is my baby, my buddy, my sunshine, and my prince. I LOVE YOU, my sweet Matthew. Here’s to five more!
Or at least four. 
Seriously, how could I not love this man??
P-I-M-P.
speechless.
and that was only after the first photo.
dare i ask “WHY? is Matt in a fairy—- ” UMMM never mind. I may not want to know. You’ll have to fill me in on that anal tour as well.
CONGRATS YOU TWO on your lovely marriage! (and really- could we get more parallel w/ anniversaries in the *same* week as well as birthdays? i think not.
xoxo
wow!!! happy anniversary! what a great photo-essay! you guys are a lovely family.
Awwww. It’s so romantic that you were able to find someone just as sick and twisted as you are. To many more years and (maybe) a couple more babies!
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