On Sunday, my husband and I celebrated our seventh anniversary!
We also celebrated his birthday on Friday.
My mom watched the kids to allow us to go away for the first anniversary weekend ever since we had kids! Thank you, Mama!
It was really wonderful. We went to
St. Michaels , on the Eastern Shore of Maryland, and stayed at a sweet little
B&B right in town. It wasn't luxurious, but it was fine for our needs and the location couldn't be beat.
We spent the day Saturday just wandering around the
Chesapeake Bay Maritime Museum, which is impressive. My favorite part of the weekend, though, was this:
I have been wanting to eat crabs with my husband for a while. Even though I've probably only had steamed crabs a handful of times in my life, somehow, it was important to me to share this part of my Maryland culture with him. It brought back memories of summers spent at the beach in Lewes, DE with my grandparents. And as we embark on this journey which will likely cause our children to be confused about where they come from, I wanted to get in touch with my MD roots. In my travels over the years, I have often brought crab or Chesapeake Bay related gifts to hand out. Though I didn't grow up near the Bay, its culture and products are things I'm proud of as a Marylander.
My husband was a bit taken aback when they handed him a hammer and a steak knife. And yes, it was messy. But I think he enjoyed himself.
Here we are after eating 6 crabs each. I anticipated not being full, since each crab only carries a small amount of meat, but we were stuffed! The day was gorgeous and we were sitting on the water...perfection. We hope to come back next time we're in DC, and we vowed to bring the kids to eat crabs.
Here's to another 7 more, sweetheart!