Maybe it's because I was completely mortified one Valentine's Day when my high school boyfriend stood outside my Algebra 2 class (hundreds of kids milling around watching with interest) with a bouquet of pink roses.
Attention and I are not great friends. It makes me blush and stammer and shake.
Those roses, while a nice gesture, were definitely not the way to my heart.
Do you have a Valentine's Day tale like that?
So, I married the perfect man. He doesn't do pink roses. Thank goodness!
I'd much rather have him dig a hole for a hydrangea bush or something, which he's done many times. And I love him for it. I get so excited about new plants being planted in our yard---he might as well have lassoed the moon.
So, now the girls are two. I find myself excited about Valentine's Day. It's fun to make crafts with them---to celebrate loving them, and to watch them get excited about heart shaped french toast.
Valentine's Day, to me, is just one more day to count my gifts. Gifts = love
Making suncatchers with the girls. (1107)
Brynne reacting over and over with: Whoa, whoa, whooooooooa! When she sees the suncatchers in the window. (1108).
Teaching the girls to crab walk. (1109)
Catching Brynne practicing her crab walk. (1110)
Working on somersaults with the girls--so fun! (1111)
I can still do a somersault after all these years! (1112) Can you do a somersault? You should go try it today; it will make you giggle!
Progression with sock monkeys (1113).
|one week old|
|one year old|
|two years old|
Yes, I'm still celebrating two years with our girls! (1114)
Hadley pretending to blow up the balloon. (1115)
Watching Brynne pretend to blow up a balloon--look at those cheeks! (1116)
Emails from a dear friend and the anticipation of seeing her. (1117)
Brynne pointing to a very-much-alive fish in a book we were reading, and saying, Sushi! (1118)
Having sushi for dinner with Brad on Saturday night. (1119)