I don't know what it is about Valentine's Day, but I love it! I love little hearts everywhere....heart themed clothing, heart themed food, and heart themed gifts. I love chocolates. I love the kids little Valentine's day cards and the parties they have at school.
We don't do anything exceptionally special on Valentine's Day. Shawn and I certainly didn't get all dressed up and go out on the town. In fact, I write this blog post surrounded by papers for an upcoming website project, clean folded laundry, a plate with tuna sandwich crumbs, and shhh....a half eaten box of chocolates. We didn't even have a special dinner (did you notice...tuna sandwiches.)
I've received some pretty cool Valentine's day gifts in the past. In junior high I remember getting one of those giant CD/Tape/Radio boom box with the big speakers from my parents. It was all set up on the kitchen table the morning of Valentine's Day. Valentine's day is just fun! It's not a particularly important holiday, but can be special with little gestures from the ones you love.
This morning I spent some time writing down some of the reasons I love Shawn, Carter, and Evan on cut-out hearts. It's an easy project that didn't take me much time. All I needed was some white printer paper and a thin Sharpie pen. What was written is the important part. When the kids got home from school I took them each aside separately and read theirs to them.
To Carter, I wrote that he was the first baby I ever loved. He helped me learn how to be a mother. I love that he has blue eyes and can remember just about anything he's ever been told.
To Evan, I wrote that I love his gentle and giving spirit. I love the gap between his two front teeth. I love how he's so precise about small things like how his socks fit or the way he likes to line up his toys. I love that he'll give anything to anyone without thinking twice.
To Shawn, I love that he loves the Lord. He's a great father to boys and a friend to me. He's smart and can always make me laugh. He always holds Jonah when I need him to the most, and he never complains about getting up early with the kids. He holds my hand while he drives and he's the perfect match for me.
Shawn gave me a box of chocolates and a card. The card, when opened, plays Don't Stop Believing (he knows I like a good 80's power ballad.) I like all that stuff, but the most important thing about his gift was what he wrote inside the card. He said, "You are a great mother. I don't see how you do all that you do each day. I owe you forever." He doesn't owe me forever...I won't hold him to that...but it's nice to hear. I can't think of a better compliment than to tell me I'm a good mother.