Funny wedding vows for a partner at a garden ceremony

I promise to keep loving you even though you ruined my favorite sweater the night the sprinklers turned on mid-rehearsal and you insisted 'running through it' was faster than going around.

I promise to always let you pick the restaurant, even though your definition of 'quick bite' has led us on two separate occasions to a forty-five minute wait for tacos.

I promise to keep pretending I don't know where the Wi-Fi password is written down, because watching you search for it is one of my favorite forms of entertainment.

I promise to water the plants you inevitably forget about, and to never bring up the sprinkler incident again — except for today, and probably at every anniversary after this.

Surrounded by actual, cooperating flowers today, I promise to keep choosing you, soggy sweater and all, for every garden, every disaster, every taco wait still to come.

I promise to keep reminding you that 'running through it' was, in fact, the faster option — the data is inconclusive but my gut says I was right.

I promise to always pretend your Wi-Fi-password hiding spot is a mystery, because your little victory dance when you 'find' it never gets old.

I promise to defend the forty-five minute taco wait as an investment in quality, and to keep dragging you to questionable restaurants for the rest of our lives.

I promise to kill the plants with unconditional love and zero follow-through, and to let you take credit for saving them, because your rescue-mission face is extremely cute.

Standing here in a garden that is, miraculously, not actively attacking us, I promise to keep making questionable decisions as long as you're the one laughing next to me when they go sideways.