Key to 9 Years of Marraige.

So a few of you know that on Tuesday Morning as we were all getting ready to head out to school we realized the the key's were locked in the van. Not just the main set, but the spare and the Valet key. Yup...all in the van. My husband pursed his lips and kept quiet while he called the locksmith. Never did he open his mouth to express his frustration. Good man!

So last night, on our anniversary, when we were seated at our table at the Farmer's Kitchen there was this bouquet of 9 keys to the van. It took me a bit to realize what it meant, I'm slow! Seriously...who thinks of this kind of cleverness. Only Mike.

Thanks honey for finding humor in this :).