Why yes I was a child bride, thanks for noticing.
We went to a resort on our honeymoon where anyone under 21 had to be accompanied by an adult at all times. Good thing we were so deliriously in love that I wanted to be accompanied at all times.
Thanks for coaching kids’ soccer teams, even though you don’t know anything about soccer.
Thanks for going on field trips and riding the smelly bus.
Thanks for indulging my need to make stuff and telling me that I’m good at it (even if you’re making it up).
And, perhaps most importantly, thanks for taking the poop covered kid still strapped into his high chair out into the backyard and spraying him off with the hose so I didn’t have to deal with it last night.
THAT is true love, folks.