I think it's funny when Dave and I accidentally wear coordinating outfits to church.
It doesn't happen all that often, but when it does, sometimes I figure we better take a picture...especially when it's Valentine's Day the next day.Dave detests taking pictures (can you tell?).
But he's my Valentine, and Valentines oblige to things like that.
Right now our table is all decked to the hilt waiting patiently for our Valentine's breakfast tomorrow.
And I'm sure we'll have fun with our traditional pink pancakes and pink milk. The Valentine's boxes are packed up with care and the valentines cards are carefully written out for each classmate. The school parties I will volunteer at are stretched across my calendar-day tomorrow.
I'm excited to celebrate the big day with all my sweethearts.
But I hope Dave will know that he is my number one.
He's the one I'd rather be with than anyone else in the world.
I hope I will never let the hustle and bustle of life with five children push that to the corner of my mind.
I am one lucky girl to have him as my Valentine.