Six years...

For some reason, I have never blogged about my wedding. I have no idea why not, to be honest.

And today is our wedding anniversary.

The lovely husband and I have been together for fourteen years, and married for just six.

On this day six years ago, we made ourselves official, in front of family and friends. We chose to celebrate in an entirely secular fashion. We insisted upon no gifts, and threw a carnival of a party with face painters and fairy floss and bouncy castles...A Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Olivia walked down the aisle with to us. She had only just learned to walk, bless her. It was magical and it made me cry, to see her toddle down the aisle towards us. In full flower girl regalia, she looked utterly heart melting, her red hair topped with a tiny crown of lily of the valley.

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Charlie was only months old - I was a breastfeeding bride. He was, as he is now, easy, content and placid. Through the ceremony and reception he was passed to a hundred willing relatives for cuddles and he gurgled happily to all of them and then slept for hours. (Lexie was not even a twinkle in a our eye - she is horrified that she was the only one not at our wedding...)

The entire day was celebrated with sensational spring weather, in the Adelaide Hills. At an old country house with paddocks abound, we were wed. The food was rustic and delicious, and the wine free flowing. The band were so much fun, and we partied on and on and on.

It was one of the best days of my life. A Lovely Day.

And the very best bit? I got to marry a man who rocks my world entirely. He my best friend and he makes me smile just thinking about him. Together, we are cooler than just about anyone else I know.

Today, over a chaotic family lunch, he loaded up a whole stack of the songs that we played at our wedding. That he can remember them, and play them to me and the kids, is a mark of the man he is and how much fun he makes our world. We don't bother with an exchange of gifts on our anniversary. But we did have a smoochy dance around the kitchen together whilst the kids giggled at us. And exchanged kisses, like we do.

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