We were making a right turn onto a one-lane highway in Half Moon Bay when he said it.
We had three kids (whom we sometimes can’t believe are ours) filling the row behind us, and I had my arms folded (tellingly) in the passenger seat.
Ryan: “I finally learn what not to say, and you learn to read my mind!”
After eight years, that is a sign of marital progress.
Photo: My rugged man, the day before my birthday, when we climbed to the top of our hill and sat. Do something fun this weekend!
Ha ha! I love it! And I miss those one-lane highways in Half Moon Bay.
Perfect 🙂
Been to Half-Moon before once. So beautiful. You guys have the most awesome adventures. Was a willing participant in that photo? 🙂
Haha, he doesn’t look like it! But I don’t actually think he minded. Just looking tough for me, I guess. 🙂
Half Moon Bay IS beautiful. We live about a half hour away.
Ha! 🙂 We have a Half Moon Bay, but I think yours is probably a bit warmer.
Haha. So true.
Lovely! Awe, marriage 🙂
Beautiful marriage. Love reading your heart.