Eleven Years! We are not ones to make a big deal, but we did get a sitter and go canoeing for a few hours by ourselves. Michael went all out and got a slice of ice cream cake and had the name Skip put on it. (You'll have to ask him)
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Who cares what it means... he went above and beyond and remembered to do something special. That's when you know you won't leave him for the mailman.
I knew a Skip once upon a time...
Who knows what Skip means...but you're well into double digits. That says something about you two. WAY TO GO!
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