
Mountain kisses are the best kisses. This picture was taken before I fell on my butt a million times and was done with the day.

This picture was taken on my second visit to San Diego, when Jake was waiting to get assigned to a ship for the next six months. I get so many happy memories thinking about these trips.

First time jet skiing, when Jake found out how fast I really drive.

I love taking pictures of Jake eating at restaurants, mostly because he gets embarrassed when the flash goes off. Finally got one of both of us though!

Our first picture together! At my older brothers wedding, and also the first time my family met Jake.

A more recent picture of us, at my little sisters wedding. Jake's beard growing attempt in full affect here.

The only picture we got from our first Christmas Eve service without our families, all by ourselves in Portland.

Just lil babies.