I don’t think I ever blogged about how we met and got married. Here’s the short version. We met in a film history class. Scott sat a few seats down from me. We chit chatted. He happened to be in my art history class too. We talk some more. Scott took me to see a movie at the Kennedy Center’s theater, and we talked a whole lot more. About a year later we eloped over winter break telling only our immediate family. The ceremony was very tiny. His family and mine.
One of my favorite photos taken an hour or so after Vera's birth. After searching through iPhoto, I realize there's not many pictures of just us. We'll have to fix that.