Sol and I met at Kansas State University--and we like to joke that I met Sol about a year and a half before he met me. You see, Sol was kind of a cool kid on campus and I had a sort of obsessive weird crush on him. And he didn't know I existed. I saw him in my calculus class, leading the leadership class, at Christian Challenge and involved in all sorts of campus-y things. I liked to talk about him and pretend like I knew him, even though I was pronouncing his name wrong for awhile.
The second semester of my sophomore year, Sol needed a very specific date (short, doesn't drink, Christian) to his fraternity formal. A mutual friend asked me if I'd like to go with him... and I said no. I'm not a great dancer, so going to a dance would be a punishment for my date. And then she told me who my date would be... and I said yes.
I tricked him into loving me and marrying me and having a baby with me... and I draw him into my web of trickery a little more every day. I'm so lucky to have him as my husband and Finley's daddy.
I love you, Solbert.
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