The day started off properly. The kids came bounding down the stairs and were suitably surprised by the Valentine's Day decorations I had put up while they were sleeping and were out of their minds excited about the silly little Valentine's I gave them. They were equally excited to hand out their Valentine's that they made for us, wonderful handmade cards, a bracelet, and a ring. Very thoughtful gifts that they were all very proud of. I must admit it was a great start to the day.
The rest of the morning was a rush and a flurry of getting all the needed items for a day of fun Valentine's Day parties at school. Each child needed his/her Valentine's to pass out, a snack to pass, of course their homework, snow pants/boots/mittens/hats, lunch bags, and special boxes and bags to receive their Valentine's Day treats in.
Grace did not have school today but since her class was having a Valentine's Day party I brought her in so she could celebrate with them (in 4K you have the choice to attend 3 days a week or 5 days a week- Grace is 3 days a week). Gracie got all gussied up in her red and pink best and off she went to her party.
While Gracie was happily partying away I was busy in the school office helping out with the biggest school fundraiser of the year. What I thought would be just an hour or so soon turned into over three hours (almost two of those hours grace was with me waiting patiently- and eating her candy).
Luckily, I got to see my boys here and there as they would pass by the office. They were so excited to see me and enthusiastically thank me for the little surprise note and piece of candy I put in their lunches. I tell ya, seeing how much those little things mean to my kids really makes me the happiest momma in the world.
Finally, Grace and I were released from the office and went home for a very late lunch. Gracie quickly went down for a nap and then I got back to work. I called the very fancy restaurant that Todd and I were to visit later this evening and cancelled our reservation. We had suddenly found ourselves without a babysitter so we called off our romantic night and tried to think of other plans.
I worked on the school fundraiser for the rest of the afternoon until the boys came home from school. The boys were bursting to tell me about their parties. Tommy got a sweet card from a girl he likes. Joey won the box decorating contest. Ben wants to put on his new tattoo! Somehow I got them to calm down long enough to sit down and get to work. Homework was quickly completed and then the boys threw their winter clothes on and headed outside to get some fresh, but very cold, air. I was happy they wanted to play outside for such a long time since they were all hopped up on sugar and out of their minds hyper.
As the sky got dark I called the boys back inside to warm up and change into dry clothes. We were taking them out to dinner to their favorite Mexican restaurant. Cheers all around.
Our romantic dinner for two had turned into a family dinner for six. There was root beer and kiddie cocktails, chips and tacos, stories, jokes, and laughs. It was a happy dinner. A happy day.
Now I sit in my chair in front of the fire, my belly still full, and listen to the silence that can only occur when the children are all sleeping. And I can't help but think back to a time when Valentine's Day used to be so different. Sure, there may have been fancy dinners, dressier clothes, and late nights out. But now. Now Valentine's Day feels more like Thanksgiving. Reminding me of exactly what I am so thankful for. And I have much to be thankful for. There is so much love in my life.
It was a good day.
Happy Valentine's Day!