Ahhhh young love . . .

One of my fondest memories about elementary school was Valentines Day. I loved making all my cards and writing my classmates names on all of them. I loved making the "mailboxes" and decking them out with white heart doilies, and glittery cut-outs. I loved getting all the valentines from my friends loaded with sweets. And let's be honest - it is just another excuse to have a party, get out of school work and eat candy.

Ergo, I assume that my kids will be just as excited. I grilled my kids on all the details of their day and the festivities. Now, as most of you know, I have all boys so getting them to tell you anything about what they have done at school is futile. Sometimes I will get a report on recess, or an explanation as to why they have a rip in their new pants, but usually I get the "I don't know." So I have to prod and ask leading questions to get any kind of answers. This time it paid off. The conversation with my oldest is as follows:

Me: Christian, did you write any special notes to anyone today?

Christian: Yeah

Me: To who?

Christian: I bet you can guess

Me: I don't know. Who was it?

Christian: Sicely

Me: ohwwwoo

Christian: Guess what I said right before I signed my name - - Love ya!

Me: You did! That's so nice buddy.

Christian: I told her to meet me at the playground after school for a kiss

Me: You did - you won't be embarrassed to kiss her in front of all your friends?

WAIT FOR IT. . .

Christian: Mom, I'm not embarrassed of my love.

After I stopped laughing and firmly instructed him he was not to kiss anyone until after marriage, I thought how adorable, untainted and charming. Ain't I lucky? These boys are the cutest.

Let them eat cake

I've wrestled with it: to blog or not to blog. I suppose the constant asking (i.e. nagging) of family and friends has weakened me. Actually, several forces have been pushing me to do this. But it is the above moment I captured that put me over the top.

Normally when the child depicted above would be caught destroying my birthday cake (lovingly baked by my hubby) I would have immediately begun cleaning up said child and cake. The cleaning would have been proceeded by "What are you doing?!!!" or something more sinister. Then the muttering of chastisements and sighing would follow. But this time I stopped and captured it. Not only for future blackmail purposes, but because it was cute. Truly adorable. Truthfully, if no one was looking I would have done the same thing to the cake! Who hasn't done this to a cake as a child? But not many will have a picture of it.

The biggest reason for this blog is my desire to remember my life while it is happening. I have often used the argument: "My life is so boring. Who would care what is happening to me?" I have slowly been amending that sentiment. My life is not boring. It is packed with adventures. I can honestly say I hope I even find the time to craft this blog in the way I truly want because my life is fun, challenging, silly and on rare occasion inspiring. Not to everyone - but to me and my family and friends. So I will do this for them.