Two years

As much as I don't want to leave tomorrow, call of duty dictates otherwise. And yes, we're just going to be apart for a day. What is that compared to the 364± days that we can be together? It just sucks that we have to be apart on our day. 

March 28, 2009: It was that fateful Saturday when we made a commitment in front of our family, friends, and relatives.

"I, Ranell, take you, Lorelyn,
To be my wife;
To have and to hold,
From this day forward,
For better, for worse,
For richer, for poorer,
In sickness and in health,
To love and to cherish,
'Till death do us part..."

 

Two years passed by quickly. It seemed just like yesterday when we were goofy college students trying to figure out what we want (we're still doing that 'til now). In reality, that was five or six years ago; then we got married, had a son, and now we're learning how to be good parents everyday... Photographs tell us that a lot has changed (including our weights).

I just want you to know that I'm truly happy to be where we are right now. Sometimes, I want to stay still -- get lost in time with you. But we both know that can't be done. So let's write and weave a wonderful story because I know, ours have just begun.
 

Before I become cheesier than usual, I'll keep this post short. I LOVE YOU and HAPPY 2nd ANNIVERSARY!!!

Lorenz' Spaghetti Madness

Lorenz attended a birthday party earlier. And he was just a bit too enthusiastic in eating his spaghetti that I couldn't help but take pictures of him.

Often, we let him enjoy his food no matter how messy he got. Currently, his habit is to mash his food with his hands before putting it back in his mouth. Not really the best way to eat but what can you expect from a one and a half year old toddler? :-) By the way, he wasn't able to finish his spaghetti because his enthusiasm eventually led to the plate falling off his lap.

I'm really glad that Lorenz isn't a picky eater -- something he fortunately didn't inherit from me. I was and I guess I still am a VERY picky eater. When I was younger, I would go to my grandmother (who lives just above us) when I do not like what is served at our table. Eventually, I ended up not eating veggies. Thankfully, both my mother and my wife recognize the true value of eating healthy food -- although it's quite unfortunate that they are both unsuccessful in inculcating that trait to me. 

I'm just proud and happy because Lorenz eats a balanced diet. I hope he's able to sustain his appetite for healthy food in the long run.

PS: Lorenz is 18 months old today.