Valentine's Day. Such a silly holiday. But also such a fun one. It's more meaningful for us because it was February 14th that we first spent any actual time together. (Other than a few awkward conversations in our institute class and several repeated requests/refusals for dates.) That is the day that our lives changed, became intertwined, and we didn't even know it yet.
So it's kind of a special day.
This year, Lydia is old enough to understand the fun. She saw me putting a small bag of chocolate heart candies into our grocery cart when we were shopping (even though I tried to hide it) and I told her that it was a surprise treat for her Valentine's present. She was thrilled. She then picked out a surprise Valentine treat for Austin( little cheddar bunny crackers), and - with some help- some dark Dove chocolates for David. She was concerned that I didn't have a treat, but I assured her that her daddy would get me one. (She made sure that he did, in fact, have a treat for me before Valentine's Day actually arrived.) Our budget was only $10 for everyone, but I had a gift left over from Christmas that I had been holding planning to give David. I started worrying about whether he would actually like it (fancy ice-cream bowls) and a couple of days before I had told him that I changed my mind, I didn't think we should give each other anything for Valentine's. I didn't want any candy or really any gift. I just wanted to have a fancy dinner that night and spend time together.
Valentine's was on a Sunday this year, but I planned a big Valentine dinner on Saturday night with all red food. Pizza with heart shaped pepperoni, red peppers, red punch, red jello, heart shaped breadsticks, etc... I thought it would be fun to celebrate with the kids. They were so excited. However, when we sat down to eat - they only wanted the jello (and the punch, I suppose). They loooooooooveeeeeed the jello. Memo to self: next Valentine's day, don't spend hours preparing a fancy "red" dinner. Just serve red jello. Ha.
(Also, we got our carpets cleaned earlier in the day so our couches joined us in the kitchen for our fun dinner. It was a little... squishy. But funny)
After the kids were in bed, we turned on a Hallmark movie and cleaned the kitchen together while I made cinnamon rolls for breakfast the next morning. Did you know it takes forever to make cinnamon rolls from scratch? I found a "fast and easy" recipe and it still took over 2 hours to make!
However, the in the morning we enjoyed those homemade cinnamon rolls for breakfast.
Then off to church, and home for some quality time together. (I realize I'm probably putting too much detail into what we actually did that day - but in all honesty, it's faster for me to just write the words as they come to my mind than to sit and figure out the best way to say things and which parts to include and which parts to leave out.) David won husband-of-the-year and let me go upstairs to take a much needed nap. Then we switched and he got to lay down for a couple of minutes while I started making dinner and Lydia made Valentine's. We made a simple dinner of heart-shaped quesadillas for Lydia and Austin (they both just ate leftover jello, again) while I prepped for one of the fanciest dinner's I've ever made. Not every Valentine's Day are we in the place in life that we want a fancy dinner together, or that we have the energy to make it, but this year - we thought it would be really fun. So after the kids were in bed, we finished up our menu of Beef Wellingtons, garlic red potatoes, roasted asparagus, and you guessed it - red jello.
If you don't know what a Beef Wellington is, it's a steak covered in a mixture of onions and mushrooms, wrapped in puff pastry and baked until the pastry is golden and the steak is still only at a medium doneness. David doesn't like mushrooms so I made his a little differently and I chopped up some cooked bacon to include with his onions. It was pretty tasty! We used our fancy china and even pulled down some candles to make it even more special. Austin was having a hard time sleeping, so throughout dinner prep we took turns going up to help him, but he slept through dinner, which was so nice. We were planning to make ice-cream shakes afterwards, but we were stuffed and then Austin woke up, so the night ended with me on the couch with a sleeping baby on my chest and David covering me with a blanket and bringing me a pillow.
True love. And isn't that what it's all about, anyway?
I just feel so blessed to have such a wonderful little family. My husband who loves me, and who I absolutely adore. My children who I love more than anything else, and who love me even though I am very much an imperfect mother.
An incredibly blessed life full of making messes in the kitchen, resulting in hot dogs, quesadillas, cinnamon rolls, and Beef Wellingtons.
Oh! I can't believe I forgot the biggest surprise of all! Brace yourselves for this, because I'm still pinching myself. I came downstairs after checking on Austin one of the times, and David had pulled out a stack of Valentine gifts for me, beautifully wrapped in Valentine paper. (David's so good about things like that.) He had mentioned that he had something to give me, so I had decided to give him his Ice Cream bowls after all plus a pretty lantern for our entry that we'd been looking for forever and I had found on clearance at Target. ( I "wrapped" mine in walmart sacks.) I had brought my simple gifts down when I came down the stairs and my jaw dropped when I saw the big pile of gifts from David. Remember, we had talked about a $10 budget and then no gifts at all?
The smaller boxes contained a few pieces of pretty jewelry: necklaces and earrings. The box of chocolates I had mentioned off hand a couple of days prior as something I might like if he was going to get something. But the big box? I had no idea. Actually I had an idea, but it couldn't possibly be what I was thinking - so I tried to push that thought to the back of my mind so I could find out what it really was. But (and now I'm going to cry just thinking about it), it was what I thought it was. David surprised me with a little robot vacuum. It's a Bissell Smart Clean and I love it. I haven't been able to play with it much yet, but I'm just so in shock and so excited all at the same time. I've wanted one of these for so long and I'm so thrilled at the idea that I actually have one of my own. I know it's silly, but it's a big deal to me and I can't believe that I married someone who is so thoughtful and kind and knows me so well. I'm a lucky girl. The luckiest girl. I mean, I'd still be so incredibly lucky without a vacuum, because this guy? This family? This life? It's so, so good. But to have the vacuum, too? It's just the incredibly delicious cherry on top of a giant ice cream sunday of blessings and happiness.




















