Playful wedding vows for a spouse at a backyard ceremony

I promise to remember that you are always right about the weather, even that time you insisted it wouldn't rain on our backyard barbecue and we ended up rescuing the string lights in a thunderstorm at midnight.

I promise to keep dancing with you in this same yard, badly, with no music except whatever's stuck in our heads, for the rest of our lives.

I promise to let you win approximately one third of our arguments about where the grill should go, because I know deep down you're wrong but I like your face when you think you've won.

I promise to always save you the last marshmallow, even though we both know I'm only pretending that's a sacrifice.

Today, under these same trees where you once chased a raccoon off the porch at 2am in your socks, I choose you, on purpose, forever.

I promise to never let you live down the thunderstorm, the string lights, or the fact that you tried to blame the raccoon for the weather report being wrong.

I promise to keep dancing with you in this yard too, and to pretend I don't notice when you step on my feet, because I never actually do notice.

I promise to lose approximately one third of our arguments about the grill on purpose, because watching you gloat is, infuriatingly, one of my favorite things.

I promise to always notice when you've quietly given me the last marshmallow, and to love you louder for it every single time.

Today, in this same backyard that has seen our worst weather and our best midnight dancing, I choose you back, no socks required, forever.