I woke up this morning and there was a Valentine on my nightstand from Noah. He also worked on a Valentine gift for me… cleaning out his closet. He took countless trips up and down the stairs getting rid of papers and trash. This truly was a gift because I get a rash every time I have to open his closet! Alanya also got in on the action and cleaned her room for me. She makes a bed better than anyone in this house! Ben on the other hand marches to his own drummer, and his room is still a mess. I love his independence. No one is going to pressure him into anything he doesn't want to do.
I got a heartfelt poetic reflection from my husband. He’s a romantic, but can’t stand this holiday. About two weeks ago he sent me an email from work that was worthy of a greeting card. I suggested he save it and print it out again for Valentine’s Day. Instead of going out or buying each other gifts, we decided we would find a few hours in Florida when we can leave the kids with my parents and go have a picnic on the beach, just the two of us. That sounds way better than some grocery store flowers or drugstore candy to me.
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