People always laugh when they hear my pet name for my husband, but come on— There is not enough R&B in our total combined bloodlines to call each other Baby without cracking up. Honey is what parents call each other, Sweetheart is claimed by our girls, and I’m not even going to get into the creep factor of calling one’s spouse Daddy. (It’s Ick x 1037,000,000, but you didn’t hear that from me.) Dan is both male and of sound mind, so Snoogly Oogums is out of the question, as are Punkin’ Doodle, Schmoopy Pie, and Peaches. Tragic, I know.
Fortunately for the dignity of all involved, something happened six years and one day ago which gave me unlimited license to the only pet name that ever stuck: Husband.
Which, if you ask me, is the most endearing term of all.
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Photo credit: Dalton Photography
where the heck did you guys get married!?! that background looks BEAUTIFUL!!!
Happy Anniversary! I totally agree with Lindsey…that background is breath-taking.
Excellent nickname…wife!
Love it! You guys truly have something special!
Sadly, we are totally the type that call each other “baby” and I do refer to Beaux as “Daddy” on a very regular basis. I said I would NEVER, but I do, and I can’t stop myself! 🙂 It gets really confusing when my dad is around, too – “No, not YOU, Daddy, I mean Beaux Daddy.”
Happy anniversary! Yes, where DID y’all get married? It looks magical indeed.
Thanks everyone! We got married at the freshly constructed Ft. Worth Presbyterian Church in… well, Ft. Worth. The sky hinted at rain all day without actually making good on its promise, so we had an amazing weatherdrop too. 🙂