Four.

Last week Chris and I celebrated our fourth anniversary. If that makes you think that we are super old and probably experts in the ways of love, you are right about both things. We are totally experts. And also old. It simultaneously feels like we just got married a month ago, and like we've been married forever.

To commemorate the occasion, we spent a night up in Heber and Midway. When we hatched this plan we figured we would go snowshoeing, but, as many of you know, this has been the least wintery winter Utah has ever seen, so the only snow up there was the fake stuff on the tubing hill at Soldier Hollow. We stopped by to see if they would let us tromp up and down the run, but surprisingly they said no! (We didn't really do that.) So no snowshoeing was the bad news, but the good news is that we got to go ice skating! It was so fun, neither of us had been since we were dating, which, as you may have deduced from this being our 4th anniversary, was a few years ago. It was far and away the warmest ice skating I've ever done. I kept taking off layers. The other bad news of the weekend, aside from the snowlessness, was that I forgot my camera. Luckily Chris had his ipod, which I think takes about the same caliber of pictures as our camera, so it was actually a win win situation.

That hat got abandoned pretty quickly. I knew it wouldn't be necessary, but it's just so fun to feel bundled up when you ice skate!

Check that sunniness out. It was probably 55 degrees. It was awesome.

Also awesome--blue plastic ice skates.

We followed ice skating with some dinner at Cafe Galleria. We had found this place a year ago when we came to Midway and went to the ice castles, but we only got hot chocolate. We kept saying, "We need to go back there and actually get pizza," but never did until now. It was delicious. I had a pesto chicken deal, and Chris had something with sausage, and we were both very pleased.

I don't look very pleased here, but it's just a misguided attempt at a sassy face.

It is truly a delicious restaurant.

The only downside to Cafe Galleria is that they had no cake. Well, they had cheesecake on the menu, but they were out. And one of the rules of our anniversary is that we have to eat cake, and we have to take a picture holding up the number of years we've been married with our fingers. This obviously happened for the first time on our first one, when we ate our wedding cake and did "We're #1!" pictures. The point is, we had to go elsewhere for our cake. So we went to another restaurant, asked to see the dessert menu, and got the only cake available.

It was huge.

So we ate our cake (but only half of it, my gosh), and took our dorky 4 year pictures.

And just for fun, here are the previous three:

And Number Five will be here before we know it!