Valentine's Day--
The Heart Day in my year of ♥ resolution and focus.
Brad and I escaped to a local hotel last night--did some shopping, saw a movie (not that movie), ate Japanese food for dinner and read the newspaper for breakfast like couples without kids do for Valentine's Day. That time alone with him reminded me how lucky I am to be me. To have him in my life.
He doesn't love it when I fawn over him here in cyberspace, but I couldn't let today pass without giving him a little recognition. He doesn't get enough of it, I'm afraid. A family of a million kids usually isn't very appreciative of a dad who works all day then comes home and takes them to the park for ice cream on a random Wednesday night. A wife who buries herself in textbooks and blog posts often neglects to thank a husband who helps with baths and bedtimes and bends over backwards to maker her happy.
Brad has bought our kids little heart-shaped boxes of candy every year for Valentine's Day as long as I can remember. I decided this year to add my own tradition to his. I wrote personal valentines to each of my younger kids and hid them under their pillows when Brad and I got home today. I wanted them to know how much I love them, why I love them, and what about each of them is so lovable. Lily's tenacity and Micah's kindness. Hyrum's humor and Evie's love notes.
Happy Valentine's Day.
The Heart Day in my year of ♥ resolution and focus.
Brad and I escaped to a local hotel last night--did some shopping, saw a movie (not that movie), ate Japanese food for dinner and read the newspaper for breakfast like couples without kids do for Valentine's Day. That time alone with him reminded me how lucky I am to be me. To have him in my life.
He doesn't love it when I fawn over him here in cyberspace, but I couldn't let today pass without giving him a little recognition. He doesn't get enough of it, I'm afraid. A family of a million kids usually isn't very appreciative of a dad who works all day then comes home and takes them to the park for ice cream on a random Wednesday night. A wife who buries herself in textbooks and blog posts often neglects to thank a husband who helps with baths and bedtimes and bends over backwards to maker her happy.
Brad has bought our kids little heart-shaped boxes of candy every year for Valentine's Day as long as I can remember. I decided this year to add my own tradition to his. I wrote personal valentines to each of my younger kids and hid them under their pillows when Brad and I got home today. I wanted them to know how much I love them, why I love them, and what about each of them is so lovable. Lily's tenacity and Micah's kindness. Hyrum's humor and Evie's love notes.
Happy Valentine's Day.
Glad you didn't see that movie. Today I was sitting out by the pool reading Parents Magazine and I was shocked to see an article titled, "3 Reasons Moms Love Fifty Shades of Grey." and then went on to describe what was good about it! I was shocked. I still am. This world has gone crazy.
ReplyDeleteJust read Jill's post and can't believe it. Hard world to be raising kids in today.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of Valentine love notes. I've done that myself, and I think they saved them.
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