It’s a day for lovers.
For husbands & wives.
For boyfriends and girl friends…
I spent my Valentine’s Day with little ones. And it made me happy.
First it was with my little guy in his Kindergarten class.
then off to a homeschool Valentine’s Day party
And my preschooler’s class did it up — nothing but a bunch of pink and red everywhere!
And from there I was off to sporting events — soccer practices and a baseball game. That took us into the 7:00pm hour. Then we got home and ate a later dinner. And that’s my Valentine’s Day, folks. Nothing to hoot about, really. Just me and the kids, since the Rich works today. But that’s perfectly okay with me. Married to a fire fighter, I am used to having to go it alone for many things: birthdays, Christmases, Halloweens, anniversaries. But see, what I’ve come to know is that it really doesn’t matter which day these events are celebrated. Not as much as you think. Well, Christmas is a big deal, but we celebrate birthdays a day ahead or a day behind, same with wedding anniversaries and Valentine’s Day. We just have to be flexible, our family, knowing that daddy has to earn a living and sometimes his job has him working on certain holidays and celebrations. We are very used to it, and we are very good at adjusting.
Rich and I had our own special Valentine’s celebration on Tuesday. We went out to lunch together and we also went out to dinner together! It’s rare to do one of those, let alone two! (the perks of having older kids who can babysit!) We told each other no gifts, so I only made him a card. And what did he do? He went out and bought me the MacBook Pro laptop that I’ve been wanting for so long. No fair! I said. We said no gifts! But he explained that I could really use one now since I’m pregnant and would like to sit in bed on the a laptop instead of in the hallway at our computer (where our media niche is) and while he does have a point there, I still couldn’t feel good about it. I mean, no gifts means NO GIFTS, right? He also said that he wanted to get it for me so that when the baby comes and I’m “stuck” in bed for the few days afterwards, I could have a laptop to play on. I pointed out that I’m not due until the end of May — there was still plenty of time to get the laptop, like maybe as a Mother’s Day gift. But nothing I said could change his mind.
And so I got a laptop for Valentine’s Day. From him. And he got a homemade card. From me.
At first I felt pretty darn guilty about this. But then I thought about it some more.
Laptop-smaptop…I’m growing him a child. As far as gifts go, there’s not much that can top that