Davan was quick to point out, though, that I get to partake in everything, where as she and Anthony each miss out. Ah well. That's what happens when you're the stay at home mom and are the one making the plans.
This morning, Davan and I made breakfast together. Please excuse the bedhead on both our parts.
We made a bit of a mess.
Davan sliced strawberries.
She wanted them to look like hearts.
We both worked on cinnamon rolls, but I did the rolling out part.
Ranger took care of the clean up. Wanna eat at our house?
We each had a pile of hearts on our plates.
Fun in the kitchen. Messy hair. Davan told me mine was fine. She obviously lied.
Our plates all ready to eat: strawberries, cinnamon rolls and "sausages."
Davan, anxious to eat.
We played a game while we ate - The Ungame. We have an old version, though. Ours is probably an original from the 70s. We got it at Goodwill. It has the regular cards plus the Christian Version cards. We play that you can choose from any pile.
Davan was obviously excited about her strawberries.
Because Davan is allergic to sitting at the table, we played on the rug, where we play most of our games.
After, Davan was trying to give me the stink eye, but she couldn't help smiling.
Then, she attempted to look above it all.
And, finally, she just tried to hide from the camera.
She loves it when I torture her this way. Don't let her tell you otherwise.
This evening, Davan is off to Do Jump, so Anthony and I are having a date night. I think we'll probably go out to dinner and...I don't know what else. Or I might make something special for at home...or...
As you can see, it's still up in the air.
We used to have a Valentine's tradition, but between evening activities, having moved and new ways of getting music, it's kind of gone by the wayside.
We used to cook dinner over a fire in the fire place - veggies, "chicken" and "steak" strips, bread for toast - and we'd each get a new CD that we'd listen to over dinner. Now, though, we have no fire place, Davan is leaving us for the evening, and we have all of our music on MP3. Time for new traditions. I think making breakfast together is a keeper. We'll see what happens with the evening.