A short pictorial history of us.

Nate has been very busy tonight, opening up boxes and boxes of pictures.

Here's some.

And a few more. Nate surprised me with that sketch of the duck and dragonfly when we were expecting Viggo. He bought it at a local art gallery in St. Cloud and then we had it framed. It looked perfect in Viggo's room when he was just a little one.

More pictures. This really doesn't come close to showing you all there was, but you get the idea.

Okay, here comes the fun part.

Here we are before we started fostering our relationship.

I couldn't resist using that term.

When Nate and I DTR'd (Defined The Relationship) he suggested we foster our relationship. I had never heard anyone use that kind of terminology but I was okay with whatever he said. As long as we could get married he could call dating whatever he wanted to call it.

That photo was taken a day or two pre-fostering; I have no idea why I had the guts to ask my friend Sarah L. to take this picture of us because I was actually quite terrified of Nate (he was very tall), and I didn't just go around having my picture taken with boys I didn't really know, but in a moment of insanity I said, "Take a picture of Nate and I!" And she did, and I put it in this frame and it sat in my dorm room and then my apartment at North Park. :)

Then we got engaged.

Please note my perm.

I thought it was awesome. (It was.)

Then I graduated from college.

Then one week (and one hour) later we got married.

Then we went on our honeymoon. I did not plan for the chilly Alaskan temps (well, I had to some degree, but since the part of Alaska where we went our cruise was considered a rain forest, I had not planned for the extremely damp, bone-chilling cold) so that is why I am wearing a deck blanket.

Then we had a baby.

Then we put the baby in the dog cage.

There weren't any pictures of baby girls in these boxes. Sorry, sweeties.

Here is a picture of Nate on the crew team.

What a hunk.

Here is a portrait of Nate's dad that was drawn when he was 11 years old. That was a fun find; we quizzed Viggo on who it was (Viggo initially thought that was himself).

I unearthed this picture of my Grandma with Maren and I. (I am the one with the squishy face.)

And then I found this wonderful picture of one of Nate's grandpas.

I know we'll find more treasures. It is fun unpacking all this stuff and seeing all these photos makes me so thankful for so many blessing in our lives.