We celebrated our 10 year wedding anniversary on the weekend. We dropped off E. at her aunt’s and headed off to a fancy inn for the afternoon and night. We went for a stroll in the Forks of the Credit Provincial Park then checked in, napped, tried out the giant Jacuzzi tub the room came with, and otherwise relaxed.


It was a pretty great weekend for a number of reasons. Not only were we celebrating 10 years of marriage and our even longer relationship (W. and I have actually known each other for almost 20 years!), but this was our first real getaway on our own since E. was born, almost 3 years ago.


It’s not exactly a new idea, but, yes, it’s very very good to get away from the kid(s) and be on your own for a while, even if it’s just 24 hours.


We picked E. up around 4 or so the next day. She’d had a great time with her cousins, but was pretty exhausted. The next morning she hit the wall and put on a 2 hour temper tantrum that was pretty impressive. Possible that she was sending a message?


Hey kid, do your worst, it was well worth it.


An incredible amount has happened in our lives over the last 10 years. I’m actually kind of hoping that the next ten will be just a bit less eventful. Not boring. Just not involving almost every possible major life transition there is including marriage, pregnancy, starting careers, buying a house, etc. It’s amazing, really, when you think about how much two people go through together. Okay forget all that nonsense about wanting things less eventful. Bring on the next decade! 24 hours of rest and I’m ready for anything.