I have to confess that Saturday night, I was one of those last minute Valentine shoppers crowding up the Walmart check out lines, feeling slightly awkward at being crammed between several men who were doused in cologne and holding bouquets of flowers and boxes of chocolate.
What do you bet most of them realized last minute that they ought to do something for their lady love so they wouldn't end up sleeping in the snow?
Anyway, I was there getting goodies for my kids. But I'm using the excuse for my last minute shopping on the fact that we still only have one working car. So there.
I stayed up late that night, cleaning and decorating the kitchen. Luke wouldn't let me "heart attack" the kids doors cause he was afraid of peeling the paint, (party pooper) so I had to settle for the kitchen cupboards. I even made him help me. You would think I was asking to jump into a frozen lake or sell his truck by the way he groaned and moaned, but he did it anyway! Good man.
But it was cute! The table had a bright pink plastic (of course, I know better than to use anything else) tablecloth, complete with confetti and a cute bouquet of fake (of course, the kids would just fight over real ones) flowers. I even stayed up late making these super cute hairbows for Savannah to match her new $3 Walmart sale shirt.
Even I was impressed with myself.
I woke early Sunday morning to go to a church meeting and was sad I wouldn't get to take pictures of their reactions when they first saw the kitchen. But I consoled myself by saying I'd take pictures when I got back.
But when I did, I was dismayed to see my cute table completely torn apart and the tablecloth waded up and thrown onto the counter. Luke brought me up to speed.
"Be careful. There's a whole bowl of spilled Cheerios in the middle of that thing."
We then loaded up the kids and made it through Sacrament meeting in one piece. But then it was time to take the kids to their Primary classes. Joseph is still not too keen on going as was evidenced by the fact that as soon as he saw where we were going, he promptly turned around and ran away.
You think I'm joking? I quite literally chased him down three hallways in 5 inch heels.
Try not to enjoy the visual image TOO much.
Anyway, I won't go into the classroom woes of all the kids. There's only so many times one can hear about screaming boys and baby girls slamming chairs together and knocking over trash cans.
When we got home I had three starving, well, at least THEY thought they were starving, kids and one sleeping baby. What else was there to do other than make PINK PANCAKES!! Wahoo! I thought it was an awesome idea. Luke found it a bit disturbing.
The kids however, thought it was down right awesome! I mean, how could you not!
It was a big hit.
And what's a Valentine's day post without a picture like this!
Don't take it personal. Luke just doesn't like smiling for the camera. I wonder if its a guy thing?
After lunch the kids got a special treat. I found these little tin cans at Micheals a couple years ago. I remember my mom having some for Easter and she would fill them up with candy for us. I think that's why I got them and think they are so fun.
The rest of the afternoon Luke and I spent sleeping in the living room while the kids sat on us and watched movies.
Did I mention we were sleeping? *sigh* It was a good day indeed. Naps are so rare. I value them above gold. And it does wonders for the bags under my eyes, even if they do tend to smear my mascara.
I love sleep. Do you love sleep? Did I mention we got to sleep?
Then dinner time rolled around and I had a complete stroke of genius! No really, I did! This picture says it all. I mean, it was even better than pink heart pancakes! Nothing Like home-made pizza with heart-shaped pepperoni. YES!
I just know I'll be getting a call from Martha Stewart anyday now begging to know how I come up with all my brillant ideas! And when she comes by for an autograph, I will pat her on the head as one does to a small child and say, "Tis, tis. Only the truly worthy shall know."
The day ended with one last Valentine surprise of bubbles and cookies. The bubbles are already gone. The kids thought if they put water in their little bubble containers they would have even MORE bubbles. When I told them it wouldn't work, they poured the rest out.
It just doesn't get much better than this. Well, okay, maybe it would have been just a bit better if chocolate had been involved. You know what, it would have been a whole heap better if chocolate had been involved. But it wasn't. And yet, it was still a good day.
Maybe there is life beyond chocolate... nah!
What did you do for V-Day?