I was just looking through our yearbook last night. If you would have told me then that you were going to marry me we could have saved ourselves fifty bucks and just gotten one copy. ;) After all this time I had almost forgotten that you were named "Most Artistic" of our senior class. Very well deserved Baby!
For my eighteenth birthday Jeff painted me a picture of a little house on a lake with a boat parked along the shore. For his eighteenth birthday my Mom and I smuggled the painting into the Walker in a backpack and took a picture of it as though it was hanging on the wall. I told him that one day his paintings would hang there indefinitely. I know that one day they will!