"Mama? Dadda?" I turned around at the sound of Delilah, mine and Anthony's seven year old daughter's voice.
"Yes sweetie?" I asked.
"How did you and daddy meet?" She asked. Anthony smiled warmly at me.
"You tell the story," he told me, ready to relive the whole moment all over again.
"Okay, one night I went to this concert. I couldn't believe it, I was finally getting to see my favorite band live! I was especially excited to see the lead singer-who had luxurious hair, and such a mesmerizing voice. That's right, you know who is talking about. Eddie Vedder! But, that obviously didn't happen since I'm stuck here with this loser."
"Hey! That's not how we met at all!" Anthony sassily chimed in.
"Oh hush, you know how much I love you.... andeddievedder" I giggled.
"Wait, so how did you guys meet?" Delilah asked us.
"Shhh, that's a story for another day sweetie," I smiled and patted her head.
