There I was. Standing on the side of the road, waiting for my brother to pick me up. I saw him walking toward me and, because I didn't want him to think I was checking him out or anything, I quickly looked away. But I most definitely blushed and my heart started beating faster. He was just about to pass me, when... What? Um...stutter...I don't know what to say....some super hot guy is asking my name! AAAAHHH!
Yep! That is how it all began.
Scott had me at hello. Right there on the street. He studied with me at the library. Yes, I was pretty much a nerd. He took me to BYU football games, even when he rooted against us. He brought me food when I was sick. He always opened my door. Always. He would sit and watch me straighten my hair just so he could be with me. He is just as perfect now as he was then! He always tells me I am beautiful. And when I roll my eyes and shrug it off, he stops and tells me again. He holds me when I am sad and lets me cry. He cleans the kitchen when I haven't for over a week. (Not that that ever happens...) He laughs at my totally lame jokes. He goes to see chick flick movies with me. In the theater! And even when he is falling asleep and I ask him why he isn't watching the movie he just says "I want you to be happy." He doesn't get mad when I accidentally jump in the pool with my phone in my pocket and totally ruin it...or back our car into our jogging stroller. He tells our boys that he loves me. Even when I can't hear. I know this because Ty said the other day "Dad said that you are very special Mommy and we be veeery obedient to you. And you are very pretty." He cheers me on and tells me he is proud of me and makes me feel like I can do anything. I really feel like the luckiest girl in the world. If you can't tell, I am in love. Happy Anniversary Scotty!