For the record, this is how our Valentine's Day went:
Daddy made us Blueberry Crunch Coffeecake for breakfast
(he gave me some beautiful earrings)
(we gave the kids some bath tub soapy paints)
We gave him a ride to work
Me and the kids went to Nature Preschool, in the pouring rain
(I tell you, we have a class of troopers)
We jumped in huge mud puddles
Found refuge under canopys of large trees
Sang songs, read stories
Played games and did a scavenger hunt
Then retreated to the visitor's center for a little party
We came home, soaked and chilled.
We took a bubble bath (yes, all 3 of us)
We gave those new soapy paints a try
We lunched, we napped...and then...
I cooked. A LOT.
I believe I've mentioned before that I'm not especially fond of the kitchen?
Well...on Valentine's Day...I spent a lot of time there,
(just for my man).
The menu:
Authentic Thai Chicken Satay
w/ peanut dipping sauce
Fresh, steamed artichokes
w/melted butter
Martinelli's (have to have some kind of bubbly)
Chocolate-dipped Strawberries
Chocolate cake & ice-cream
We were gluttons. We were stuffed. It was DELISH.
(and I gave him a gift)
(and he gave me ANOTHER gift)
(we don't usually do gifts)
(we put the kids to bed)
(we danced...in the dark...to this song...)
Maybe I should cook more often!?!
