Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Before school this morning I gave my valentines their presents; they each got a knit cap from Zara and a book. I had bought the caps from Zara during their end of season sale and stashed them away until the perfect time to bestow them on my babies. Valentine's Day seemed to be that occasion. Az got a board book about love but Z got the book I Am Number Four, a story that of course has nothing to do with Valentine's Day. It's hard to find a topical book for an almost eleven-year-old boy though. Last year I got him a book of dating advice written by a 9 year-old. It is a book that has been particularly relevant to Z lately (!!!) and has been getting some use, but this year I decided I would just get him a book I thought he would like, if not love. He read the book from cover to cover in less than 24 hours so I would say I made the right choice. And hey, love was involved after all.
I was supposed to work today but when I got in the van I discovered I had a dead battery. It wasn't too big of a deal to get the van running, but by the time I did it was too late to head in to work so I called to alert them to find someone to cover me. It was irritating to once again be foiled by my vehicle, but it was a nice excuse to snuggle in and enjoy the day with my valentines. Migs brought ingredients for my favorite meal and we made it together for lunch. When it was time to meet Z's bus we headed to the small park down the street until it was time for Migs to go to work, me sporting my heart-print scarf to match Az's heart tights. We are nothing if not festive dressers.
I had originally been planning on taking the kids out to eat somewhere but in the end decided I would rather just enjoy time with them at home. When Migs came home we had sweet champagne and chocolate strawberries and I caught up on my Google Reader while Migs played Skyrim. Over all, it wasn't a horrible Valentine's Day at all.