Erik and I aren't the greatest at celebrating anniversaries. We forget to buy cards, we don't make dinner plans, we rarely buy presents. We're not fussy about things like that. We love each other very much and we are extremely grateful for each and every year we've spent together. We just aren't that great at celebrating our actual wedding day.
This year for our anniversary we stayed home and worked on the roof of our patio. However, we did go out to dinner the night before with our sweet girl, after spending the afternoon strolling around the Rose Garden in Portland and taking in the view at the Pittock Mansion. It was beautiful and warm (because fall is still having an identity crisis), the air was sweet and the mountains were out in all their glory. And Avery decided that it was acceptable to look like a 13-year-old (um, it's not).
It was the perfect way to celebrate with my favorite people in the world.