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Cotton Anniversary

Two years ago, Sarah agreed to marry this guy:

And this guy:


And, would you believe, this guy?

But don't feel too bad for her, cause I agreed to marry this lady (she's the one in white, with her 'maids):


Happy Anniversary, Baby!

Comments

Rebecca said…
Awwww! Happy anniversary Sarah and Dave!
8:39 am
Anonymous said…
You guys rock.
That was a fun wedding.
Any wedding where I can outdrink your dad is a good one in my books.

:)
9:52 am
Beth said…
That wedding was good times! And, if I do say so myself, we all looked smokin' hot!

Happy (belated) anniversary, you two crazy kids!
4:24 pm
Anonymous said…
WOO HOO! I made it on the Blogg again! I mean...HAPPY Anniversary guys! Next time take your bridal party to Bermuda too!
10:38 pm
Anonymous said…
I like the way Leanne thinks.
9:38 am
Anonymous said…
You know what the cotton anniversary means? matching track suits! Congrats!
11:56 am
Anonymous said…
Happy Anniversary!!
10:00 pm
Anonymous said…
Sarah's quite the polygynist!
12:33 pm
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