Would you believe that my mom sent our wedding cake all the way to California just so Jacob and I could participate in this wacky anniversary tradition? No, we didn't request this. She did it all on her own and was pretty proud of herself. We thought it was pretty funny. Love you, mom!
My grandma made even more of a production of it by inviting my aunt and cousins over to witness the event and serving up Martinelli's for all. My eight-year-old cousin even toasted that we may always have "happy anniversaries." Very sweet.
The cake wasn't quite as good as it was a year ago, but wasn't bad either.
Here's to our marriage, our family, and wacky traditions.