Valentine’s Day has changed a lot over time. From the early years of black dresses, perfume, high heels, red roses, table-for-two… to something quite different…just as sweet but very different. It’s become a week-long celebration with the kids, home-made valentines, pink and red M&M’s all over the house, class parties, and a not-so-quiet meal with all of us squeezed around our kitchen table eating home-made pizza and chocolate cake. The evolution of a love story; our love story.
The week began with some valentine crafting. The kids each planned and created valentines to share with their classmates. Miss E has a very small class she chose to give her friends strawberry sodas with fancy straws.
Later that night after we got all the kids in bed, Justin and I cooked a delicious dinner of steak, creamed spinach and chocolate mousse, which we enjoyed by candle-light. The romance isn’t dead it’s just delayed
In completely unrelated and un-valentine’s day news; Miss P is potty training. Her older siblings are her biggest cheerleaders. Miss E keeps her company while she sits, and her big brothers are always ready with high-fives, fist-bumps, and a hearty “Way to go Pearl!”.
Speaking of Miss P; last week she woke up from nap just in time for a fresh loaf of bread to come out of the oven. I sliced a thick slice, smeared it with butter, and handed it to her. The girl loves her bread and butter…the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
She got up real close so she could see her reflection in the surface of the glass. Man I love this kid.
Summer seeds arrived in the mail last week and I am daydreaming about a summertime garden and flowers all over the house. I agreed to give up a small portion of the garden to Miss E who really wants carrots, tomatoes, and squash in our garden this year (the sacrifices we make for those we love ).
I hope your Valentine’s day was just as sweet, and thanks for stopping in ~April