
It's another 3 today. Three wonderful years since that HOT September day, when my dad walked me down the aisle to marry my high school sweetheart. Three years since my beautiful sister was my matron of honor. Three years since we postponed our honeymoon a few days so that Carmon could stay home and go to the demo derby at the fair...yeah, I'm that good of a wife. Three years since we hiked that miserably long hike to see the waterfall in Gatlinburg. We hadn't planned on hiking it, so we weren't prepared. It only proved to me how incredibly out of shape I was (am). Wow, time has flew!
I honestly don't remember a lot from that day. It was hot. I left my hair down and should have put it up. I did eventually that night, with my little flower girls bow/clip. I remember how good I felt seeing so many people there, family and friends. I look back now and am so glad I got married that year. If we would have waited Grandma would have not been here to celebrate with us. I remember Carmon's face as I walked down the aisle. He had tears in his eyes. It was so sweet. Don't ask him, he'll deny it. I remember dancing the father/daughter dance. My dad also had tears in his eyes. The strange part is I didn't cry at all that day. In fact, I laughed and smiled through most of it.
We aren't exchanging gifts, nor are we doing anything extravagant. Tonight we are taking Camden to the fair, again. He is gonna win the baby boy contest. Tomorrow we are leaving for Jess' to spend the weekend with them. We have hopes of going to Silver Dollar City and the zoo, but its looking like a rainy weekend. Maybe it'll be nice enough to at least do some fun stuff. I'll post pics tomorrow of tonight.