the missing paragraph

So I do have a birthday present for Brian.  I just forgot that I did.  Cumorah found part of it for me and I've now remembered that the rest is under my bed.

It has come to my attention that a paragraph of my last post is missing.  The internet crashed while I was typing it and that paragraph must not have made it.  I'm telling the truth.  Let's see if I remember what I wrote...

For our fifth anniversary just this past summer Brian was (surprise, surprise) gone.  It happened to fall on a Monday, the first day of his rotation in Arizona.  He went into the hospital that morning and found out that he was not scheduled for a shift until Thursday morning.  He got in the car and drove all day to make it home just as I was putting the kids to bed.  That was one of our sweetest reunions.  Though probably not as sweet as our reunion in New Zealand after he had been in Antarctica at the South Pole for four months of our seven month marriage.  We didn't have any kids back then and we were still newly weds and we were vacationing in New Zealand and he had grown a really big manly beard that was surprisingly soft and that is totally unrelated to what I was typing in the first place.  It seems we've had a lot of reunions during our marriage.  So, he made it home to tell me happy anniversary in person and he gave me a present.  I already knew he had a present and I knew he was excited to give it to me and I knew he was pretty sure that I was going to love it.  He was totally right.  In fact, I cried when he gave it to me.  Because I'm a hopeless romantic.  It's true.  He gave me a locket.  He spent some time finding one that was pretty and that I would like.  He put pictures in it and everything.  My kids love it.  Cumorah and Rivers really like to look at the pictures of Mommy and Daddy and open and close it over and over and over again.  Sidon likes to eat it, which led to a change in pictures since the first ones were completely slobberfied.  It's not an airtight seal when closed.  I've especially liked to wear it while Brian has been gone because it makes me feel like he's close.  Sort of.  Because I'm a hopeless romantic.  I mentioned that already.  


I'm pretty sure the paragraph changed quite a bit, but at least it has the same story of our fifth anniversary in it and that is the important part.