honestly, the best word to describe our first married christmas would be lovely. it really was just perfect... relaxing and fun and joyful. we loved every moment of the weekend, even the moments spent in the ER.
that's right, the ER.
on christmas eve chad and i were out "playing santa" and delivering goodies to some friends. we were leaving presents on doorsteps, knocking on the door and running away, off to make the next delivery. well at one of the houses i got a little over-zealous with my "run away" and totally ate it... fracturing and spraining my wrist in the process. yep, i'm just that klutzy. so in addition to the pretty sweaters that santa brought me, i also get to sport this super cool wrist brace.
dear husband, thank you for making every situation better. somehow you made the ER on christmas day an incredibly funny experience. for this (and about a million other reasons) i love you and think that i'm going to keep you around for a little while.
2 comments:
aw that is SO SAD! but what a first christmas memory :) i aaalmost went to the ER myself. we were sledding and my ankle rolled under the sled on the way down the hill. it's probably just a minor sprain. it's a rainbowy! :) haha. but it was worth the fun :)
glad to hear other than that it was a great Christmas!
oh no! you poor thing! It sounds like something I would do completely!
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