Valentine Basket

Happy Valentines Day! I hope it was what you wanted it to be.  I’m sure at least some of you had a romantic dinner with your ampersand. And good for you. I remember those.

It kinda felt like any other day here. It wouldn’t be the first year that I didn’t really get into it. Flowers and jewelry isn’t really appealing to me at the moment. I appreciate the every day stuff with Rob. Being in the trenches with him – the day to day slog. It’s him thanking me for looking after the kids all day. It’s him making extra cheese eggs for me even though he saw me eat cake for breakfast. It’s noticing that he’s filled my car with gas or he’s fixed my broken windshield without me asking. I don’t need Valentine’s day to remind me how lucky I am.

I made Robbie’s favorite four hour spaghetti sauce and I cleaned the kitchen. Happy Valentine’s Day my love.

Finn is totally into Valentine’s Day. Every year, each of his classmates makes one Valentine for someone in the class and Finn was so cute putting his together on the weekend. When I picked him up from school he got in the car with an awkwardly large valentine card and a huge grin. When we got home he made me a Valentine, which was a zip-lock bag containing the parchment paper from his Starbucks muffin and a previously used glow stick. He had written on the paper “Mom”.

Then he made me a “valentine’s basket”, which was my own laundry hamper with some of Jules’s toys attached to the side and an egg timer on top. And you know, I’m sure the Valentines will get even better each year. I’m thinking I should start to capitalize on this four guys, one girl family dynamic.

Valentine Basket
Valentine Basket