Jeremy and I have a few rituals and traditions that we always do, and one of our newest is stopping on our way home from photoshoots and other trips around the Metroplex for our favorite things. For him that means a huge Mountain Dew and for me, it is a cherry icee (unfortunately on the day this photo was taken the gas station was out of Mt. Dew). We find one of our favorite gas stations and somehow the drive home seems so much shorter. I have also been known to ask for these when he is on his way home from work, or really just about anytime of day. I would blame the fact that I am 8 months pregnant, but that would mean that I would have to stop this tradition when the baby arrives, and I really have no intentions of doing that.
It is the little things in life…right?