Happy Valentine’s Day
As I write this the day is almost over so I hope it was a good one for you. I had a good day which included a good cardiac report at the doctor’s office, lunch at Carrabba’s with my husband, a little bit of shopping (you know there’s always a high probability that a good day for me is going to include shopping), my daughter’s Valentine’s Day party at school, a fun time opening cards and presents with the kids and one of their favorite meals (anytime of day – today it was dinner) pancakes with lots of syrup and colored sprinkles. Oh, and did I forget to mention that I had a babysitter for the twins for most of the day. I love all 3 of my kids very much but it’s always nice to have some alone time so you can recharge and come back with renewed energy.
Normally, I try to get my mom to watch the kids when I have a doctor’s appointment but I also promised my 6 year old that I would volunteer to help at her Valentine’s Day party. My appointment was at 10 and her party was at 1. I figured I could get a babysitter, have time for lunch with my husband in between the two commitments and make a day of it. As it turns out, my husband decided to leave work for the day at lunchtime so we both went to my daughter’s school (she was ecstatic). That made a nice day for everyone – even the twins were happy because they had someone focused completely on them (not their mom who is always trying to get something done around the house in between paying attention to them). All in all it was a good day. However, I do have to share something that happened . . . read on . . . .
I love my husband (he reads my blog so I felt that little preface was necessary) but he did something today that was just one of those typical guy moments . . . last week when we discussed what we were going to do for Valentine’s Day I told him that since we were going to lunch let’s not bother with cards this year. That’s a big deviation from the norm for me – I’m a big card person and a huge supporter of Hallmark. My older daughter doesn’t know that anyone besides Hallmark makes cards. I have to keep an extra supply of Gold Crown stickers on hand so that if I buy a non-Hallmark card (gasp!) she still has the crown sticker to put on the envelope. If she happens to make a card for someone she draws a crown on the back of the card. Anyway, back to my point, now that we have three kids and a bigger house payment cards don’t seem quite as important. However, old habits die hard, and I did specifically tell him that he didn’t need to buy me a card but just so he knows each of the kids did get him a card. So after the kids open their cards/presents they each take their card over to Daddy so he can ooh and aah over their crayon drawings. After he opens the third one he looks at me and mouths “What about you?” Now, what exactly is that supposed to mean? Did he think I bought cards for the kids to give me? I wasn’t overly disappointed (I did get to go shopping by myself today) but I did think it would be nice if he could have at least had each of the kids make me a card just to show that he put forth some effort on my behalf. Oh well, there’s always next year.
Hope you had a good day filled with plenty of love!
