… my folks got hitched.
They met at work or at a Portuguese dance hall depending on which one you ask, and there may or may not have been an incident where a certain person who denies it fell on the dancefloor, but it’s been so long that no one actually remembers it …
Then my parentals decided to have kids – they had me, decided I was such a good baby (read: cholicy, never slept, bald until the age of 2!) that they would have another (The Blond!) ,… and then another (The Baby!) .
Every year for their anniversary, they would take us all to Niagara Falls.
To see the view – we never actually did any of the fun things at Niagara, just walked up and down the sidewalk that overlooked the falls.
Oh, and then had lunch at Swiss Chalet, because … well if you knew my family you wouldn’t have to ask.
Then they were married 25 years … so my sisters and I threw them a party at a swanky restaurant with some close friends and family.
Such lucky parents.
And then last year, my sisters and I took them out to another fancy restaurant for the big 3-0.
And this year … Well, I am sure my parents have opted to go to Niagara Falls, this time without kids, to share in the romance of it … oh and the wineries.
Happy Anniversary Parents!