Friday fun

Happy Friday—and Happy Valentine's Day!

These weeks sure pass by quickly. I wanted to post here a lot more this week than I actually did, but as usual, life had other plans. I'm thirty-two weeks pregnant today, and exhaustion has once again hit me full-force. I see a lot of naps in my future—and that's exactly what I'll be doing this weekend. Well, that and eating the box of Valentine's Day chocolates that my husband hid in the closet. ☺

What are your plans for today and the weekend? Whatever you're doing, I hope you have a wonderful time!

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Happy weekend, friends! ☺

Kids do say the cutest things

In honor of Valentine's Day, I want to share this adorable video created by Lumineux Films for Small Fry Blog. In it, twenty-six children share their views on things like love, kissing, dating, and, of course, Valentine's Day—all with a child's characteristic candor. Enjoy!



Wishing you a wonderful Valentine's Day!

The little things

Today's 100 words:

Every Valentine's Day when I was a child, I would get up and go into the kitchen, where I'd find a heart-shaped box of chocolates and a card on the kitchen table for me. One Valentine's Day sticks out in my mind: I picture my mother standing at the ironing board she had set up in the kitchen, ironing our clothes for school while chatting with me and my sister as we ate. As I've grown older, I've come to realize that it's often the small memories that mean the most. Now I'm creating those with my own family.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Valentine's Day back in the day

Today's 100 words:

When I was in elementary school, the Valentine's Day parties were among my favorite of all celebrations. The teachers would have us make valentine holders by lacing together two construction paper hearts, and then we'd fill each other's hearts when the party day arrived. I remember how excited I used to feel as I looked at all the valentines I received; no child was left out. Now my preschool-age son is getting ready for his own party, writing names on his valentines after picking out the perfect one for each of his classmates. Watching him brings back good memories.

Like Aerosmith, "I don't want to miss a thing"

It bothers me that I can't remember all the things I want to remember, especially things about my children's lives. My son will be four in a week, and I was thinking today about how I can only remember flashes of days we shared when he was just a baby. I can picture the big events like his baptism and his first bath, but many of the small moments, the day-to-day things, have all but disappeared from my memory. This makes me sad.

I want to hold on to everything, every detail, every moment. I always want to remember the look on my daughter's face as she used the big potty for the first time; I want to remember how loving my son was today, how he kept hugging me and wishing me a Happy Valentine's Day over and over again, how he looked right into my eyes as I held him on the couch and told me that he loved me. I cling to memories like these with desperation. I write things down, of course--things the kids say and do--but already, when I go back and read a note from only two years ago, I can't always picture the event I'm reading about; so many of the details are already gone.

Life is so bittersweet.

A Valentine's Day irritation

Every year, without fail, my husband buys me a box of chocolates.

Every year, without fail, my husband proceeds to consume said chocolates, even urging me to hurry up and open the box so he can have some--and he makes the first choice.

Every year, without fail, I fail to understand why he just doesn't get two boxes. I never know quite what to say as I watch the chocolate disappear, but in my mind I'm shouting, "Hey, this is my gift. Get your own!"

I really, really don't get this. Insight welcomed.

Sigh.