Is there a better representation of all-encompassing love in this house? Today, Jeremy had a speech session, so I picked him up from school after lunch, drove him to Bearden, and sat in my car while he worked on his sentences. Then, we snuck back into the school during naptime. At that point, I noticed it. Mr. Moo had been left behind at speech. Uh-oh. Jeremy noticed. Ms. Joann the speech therapist called, Brian called, and the pre-school teachers looked terrified. With a sigh, I got back in the car and fought traffic again to get Mr. Moo. He had been sent to the principal's office and was literally sitting in the chair reserved for misbehaving children. I felt like I was picking up one of my kids after he got sent home for biting another kid on the playground. Bad, Mr. Moo! On my fourth trip to daycare, I finally got smiles as I placed that raggedy old cow in his best friend's arms. Love.
Brian sent my Valentine gift to my office this year. It was delivered to me by an entire group of Massey female RAs, who all wanted me to open it immediately to see if it was indeed from my husband and not a secret admirer. I love that they think someone would admire this big ole belly without the obligation of marriage. Here is my valentine from my hunny. Flowers, chocolates, and bath salts and bubbles. Nothing makes a preggo wife feel better than a relaxing bath. Love.
Jeremy made a bunch of valentines for his friends at school and had one left over. I asked who he wanted to give it to (hoping for an excited "Mommy!"), but I was happily surprised when he said "Baby Violet." So, here is Violet's first valentine. Love.
And here is Jeremy posing with his first candy box. He ate it in 2.5 seconds flat. Love?
As for daddy, well, Jeremy and I decided to bring the crazy this year. Because why bother if you can't make an impression, right? Brian said it made him think of a Miami Night Club. Love?
Brian surprised us a few days earlier with a lavish dinner. He made three live lobsters, steak, and rice. And a homemade ice cream pie that Jeremy enjoyed immensely. Jeremy thought the lobsters were hilarious. I thought they were scary, and we all thought they were yummy. Luckily, no Annie Hall moments were had. Love.
And, finally, here is my new favorite photo. They did not even dress the same on purpose, it was funny. LOVE.
Happy Valentine's Day!
We cooked lobsters also! Yummy.
ReplyDeleteI know Jeremy missed Mr. Moo, but think how Mr. Moo felt. Glad they were happily reunited.
ReplyDeleteStrange you all had lobster...we had lasagna.
Hey, I had lasagne, too.
ReplyDeleteYay plaid.
This is one of my favorite posts. I love Jeremy's overalls. He looks so grown up!
ReplyDeleteI had lobster ravioli. ;-)