Playful wedding vows for a wife at a rooftop ceremony

I promise to always let you have the side of the rooftop with the better view—unless there's a really good sunset happening, in which case we're both squeezing into the same lawn chair.

I vow to keep pretending I don't notice when you steal my fries, even though we both know I've been counting them. You make everything taste better anyway, even my poorly guarded snacks.

Remember that time we got locked out on your old apartment balcony for three hours? You turned it into an adventure with nothing but a bag of pretzels and your truly terrible celebrity impressions. I promise to keep choosing you for every unexpected moment, planned or otherwise.

I'll be your co-pilot in every half-baked scheme, your partner in every 2 a.m. brainstorm, and the person who always laughs at your jokes—even the ones you've told seventeen times.

Today, up here above everything, I'm promising you all my rooftops, all my sunsets, and all my fries. Well, most of my fries.

I promise to graciously accept the better view, and to only gloat about it occasionally. And yes, I'll share the lawn chair during sunsets—but I'm bringing the snacks.

I vow to stop stealing your fries. Starting tomorrow. Okay, starting next week. Fine—I vow to at least steal them more adorably, and to always order extra so you don't actually lose out.

Remember that balcony lockout? You acted like it was a crisis, but then you made me laugh so hard I forgot we were trapped. I promise to keep finding the adventure in every mishap, as long as you're the one stuck there with me.

I'll be your biggest fan, your late-night scheming partner, and the person who laughs at your jokes first and loudest—yes, even after the seventeenth telling.

Today, up here where we can see everything, I'm promising you all my laughter, all my adventures, and all my pretzels. But I'm definitely still taking some of your fries.