Fathers Day Post

Today at church one girl was making a comment about deciding to marry her husband.  She was saying that it was just such a huge and difficult decision and it took a lot of fasting a prayer to have the courage to do it.  I got lost thinking about when I met John.  I first met him when I was 18 but that one doesn't count.  I was too young and he had black hair and one of those silly looking chains that went from his front pocket to his wallet in the back.  But he did make a couple jokes sitting there in our Alta apartment that I thought were really funny and I never forgot.  In fact my sister and I would quote him for years after.

The week after I got home from my mission I was sitting in my moms office when he happened to walk in.  He worked there too.  I told him I remembered him and I retold him his jokes that I'd been retelling for years.  He asked me what I was doing that weekend, I told him I was moving to Portland.  "oh, ok" he said.  After about a month in Portland I couldn't stop thinking about him so I called my mom and asked her for his work email address.  We emailed and text messaged like crazy for the next 6 months.  I can't speak for him but I knew all along he was it for me.  I'm sure I prayed about it but I don't remember ever having one little bit of doubt.  I was so crazy about him that I couldn't imagine living without him.  I moved back to Utah in July and by August we were engaged.  We wanted to get married in May because we thought it would be funny to get married on 05/05/05.  Then we moved it up to December, then November, then we got married October 8, 2004.  2 years later to the day we had Jack and here we are today:

Such a crazy adventure we've had so far.  Degree's, callings, inside jokes, moving a bazillion times, having a bazillion kids.

I took this picture thinking it was cute to see Ivy so content on John's lap.  She really prefers me to every other person on Earth, even her dad.  

 And then John started popping her toes.  Oh poor Ivy, you'll get used to it - all the other kids have.

I wanted to get a picture of Charlie too so I stood behind him and asked him to turn around.  Then asked again and again and again and again.

This is what I finally got.

Some how for me there was never a decision to be made.  I knew John was the only one for me and he's been the best thing that's ever happened to me.
 I love the little world we've created. 

 Happy Fathers Day John.