Stroll Down Memory Lane

A few weekends ago, my husband and I took our two-year old daughter on a trip to Austin, Texas and to the exact location where we said our ‘I Dos.’ It felt like home to be back and was heartwarming to see Meyer stomping around in the very spot where we began our life together and technically the thought of her eventually coming into the world. We even had a tree planted next to the ceremony site that Meyer got to see. To her it was just a tree and a rock but to us it commemorated a very special moment in our lives.

To bring Meyer to Austin was very special to us and we had to mark the occasion by buying her some cowboy boots, of course! The entire time we were there, she kept saying ‘Austin, Texas’ over and over again and didn’t want to take off her new boots once they were on her feet. We ate BBQ, walked up and down Congress Avenue, checked out a street fair on 6th Street, went to a few breweries and even got to see the famed bats emerge from the Congress Avenue Bridge. But the most special moment was taking her to Memory Lane Event Center in Dripping Springs, TX (right outside of Austin) where we got married on March 27, 2015. We chose this venue due to its proximity between California and Maine and because Austin is one of our favorite cities. Yes, she cried all the way there because she had to pee so bad and didn’t want to go on the potty. Then she ended up pooping in her Pull-Up in the parking lot, leaving Anthony and I a big mess to clean up, but all things aside, we were finally at Memory Lane with her in tow. Phew! Once we composed ourselves, we walked inside and were greeted by the friendly and familiar faces that had helped us out on our special day. It was crazy to be back and it felt like we were just there, prepping for the big day. We roamed the property, found our tree and snapped a few pictures where we said our vows and were pronounced husband and wife. It was such an incredible moment and we hope that Meyer can one day look back and thank us for sharing that special memory with her.

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