My Valentine...

Matt was a lucky guy and headed out this past week on a ski trip to Vail with his best friend, Kahle. I have been solo parent for the past five days. Most of the time has been great - with a few rough moments in between. For example, taking thirty minutes to CONVINCE children to get dressed, get in the bath tub, etc. Sometimes I feel like no one can heeaarrr meeee.....but doesn't every mom say this at one point or another?

Speaking of being a mom, today is Valentine's Day and I did what every girl loves to do on this special day....be woken up at 6 a.m. to a three year old yelling, "Mooommmyy...I have to go potty and I am hungry!"

Ugh....we wearily went downstairs, I handed him some milk, turned on Noggin, and went back upstairs to start gulping coffee and watch Olympic play backs on CNN.

After taking them to church and back, I realized I had been up for four hours already. I had breakfast so early, I was ready for breakfast #2.
I also reminded the kids that today was, in fact, Valentine's Day.

Tommy spontaneously gave me a huge hug. I asked, "Will you be my Valentine, Tommy?" and he replied, "Yes mommy....and I have ALWAYS been your Valentine."

Awww....and just like that, 6 a.m. was long forgotten.