Country star Jason Aldean and his wife Brittany openly showed their love for each other during a family trip to Disneyland.
They were seen hugging and sharing a passionate kiss while leaning against a wooden rail at the theme park in California.
Jason and Brittany were spotted cozying up as they leaned up against a wooden rail and shared a steamy kiss. (Mega)
Brittany wore a lilac minidress, a silver chain necklace, and sunglasses, while Jason was dressed casually in a gray T-shirt and a baseball cap. They were photographed next to a pole with drinks, which looked like wine and beer, at the base.
In another photo, Jason is hugging Brittany from behind, and she’s smiling happily.
The happy couple went to Disneyland with their two kids, Memphis, 6, and Navy, 5.
The Aldeans often visit Disney theme parks and have shared their family trips on social media before.
In October 2022, Brittany posted on Instagram about the fun her family had at Disney.
She wrote: “We had so much fun at Disney that I couldn’t post everything! We stayed at the Animal Kingdom Lodge, and I highly recommend it.”
She shared their top three rides: Guardians of the Galaxy, Avatar, and Soaring. Brittany loves motion simulators and rides that include scents. She said the trip was full of smiles and happy tears.
The post also featured a slideshow of family photos.
The first picture showed Jason and Brittany holding their kids in front of the Disney castle and an American flag. They were all wearing Disney-themed outfits.
Other photos featured the family posing with Mickey and Minnie Mouse mascots.
Jason was seen hugging his daughter, while Brittany was riding the amusement park attractions with their son.
Jason and Brittany first met when Jason was still married to his ex-wife, Jessica Ussery. He divorced Jessica in March 2013 and started dating Brittany a year later.
They got engaged in September 2014, and Brittany shared on Instagram how happy she was, saying she couldn’t wait to spend her life with Jason and was excited about their future together.
The couple married in Mexico on March 21, 2015.
Jason also has two daughters, Keeley and Kendyl, from his marriage to Jessica.
I Found Tiny Childrens Shoes on My Late Husbands Grave Every Time I Visited, Their Secret Changed My Life
When Ellen visits Paul’s grave, seeking solace, she’s puzzled by the sight of children’s shoes resting on his headstone. At first, she dismisses it, assuming it’s a mistake by another grieving family. But as more shoes appear over time, the mystery deepens. Determined to understand, Ellen eventually catches the person responsible—and her life changes in an instant.
The first time I saw the shoes, I thought someone had made a mistake. A small pair of blue sneakers lay beside Paul’s headstone, neatly arranged as if left with intention. I figured a grieving parent had misplaced them. People do strange things when they mourn—I know I did. After Paul passed away in a sudden accident, I spent an entire week making jam that I knew I’d never eat. It was the only thing that made me feel like I was doing something, anything.
But those shoes were different. They didn’t belong, and I moved them aside before placing my flowers by Paul’s grave. It wasn’t until my next visit that I noticed something unusual: there were more shoes. This time, tiny red rain boots. Then, during another visit, I found dark green sneakers. It was too deliberate to be random. And it didn’t make sense. Paul and I never had children. I tried to convince myself it was a mistake—a grieving parent finding comfort in placing shoes at the wrong grave—but deep down, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right.
As the shoes multiplied with each visit, it felt like an invisible hand was pulling at the fragile threads of peace I had stitched together. Frustrated, I stopped visiting for a while, hoping that by staying away, the shoes would disappear. They didn’t. Instead, they kept coming. When I finally returned, six pairs of children’s shoes stood in a neat row beside Paul’s headstone, like a haunting tribute I couldn’t comprehend.
My sadness turned into anger. Who was doing this? Was this some cruel joke?
Then, one cold morning, I finally saw her. She was crouched beside the grave, gently placing a pair of small brown sandals next to the growing collection. Her long, dark hair swayed in the breeze as she carefully arranged them, her movements slow and purposeful.
“Hey! You!” I yelled, charging toward her, the flowers I had brought slipping from my grasp, forgotten.
She flinched but didn’t run. Instead, she stood slowly, dusting off her coat before turning to face me. That’s when my breath caught in my throat.
It was Maya—Paul’s old secretary. I hadn’t seen her in years, not since she abruptly left her job. She had always been warm and cheerful, but the woman standing before me now seemed burdened with a sorrow I recognized all too well.
“Maya?” I whispered, the disbelief heavy in my voice.
She nodded, her eyes red with unshed tears. Without a word, she reached into her coat pocket and handed me a worn photograph. My hands shook as I took it, my heart pounding in my chest.
It was a picture of Paul, smiling down at a baby boy cradled in his arms.
“His name is Oliver,” Maya said softly. “He’s Paul’s son.”
I stumbled backward, the world spinning as the weight of her words sank in. My husband, the man I thought I knew so well, had lived a secret life—with a child.
“You and Paul were…” I couldn’t finish the sentence.
Maya nodded, tears spilling down her cheeks. “It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I never wanted to hurt you. But after Paul’s accident, Oliver started asking about his dad. I told him Paul was watching over him, and every time Oliver gets a new pair of shoes, he asks me to bring the old ones to his daddy.”
The shoes… they were a child’s way of staying connected to the father he had lost.
I wanted to scream, to demand answers from a man who could no longer give them. But standing there, staring at the shoes left behind by a little boy who would never know his father, I felt my anger start to melt into something else—something softer.
Maya looked at me with guilt etched on her face. “I’ll stop bringing the shoes. I never meant to upset you.”
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