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Happy Love Day

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I almost forget love day isn't just for sugar cookies & heart shaped breakfastes. But that's what makes this little girl glow. A craft party with friends that lets her get out the glitter glue makes her go woohoo! I tried something different with the cookies this year & it's my new tradition - baking the cookie bars first and then cutting them out. These were delicious thanks to the foodnanny! I believe our actual valentine's day will be a little low key. Lexi is just looking forward to Gammi's package. It's so hard for her to make enough good choices to earn it. I praised her for listening so well yesterday morning & she admitted it was so she could get Gammi's package, haha! For Dallin's treat, he is back to telling me when he has to go pee since he went on a 2-day hiatus that made me really stress out.  And they've also been staying in their bedroom through the night. I'm hoping they can be extra nice to each other for love day.

 

 


 
 

Our love letter to Daddy, 

Man do we love that QUALITY time. When you carry us on your shoulders so that we get the best view at the zoo, for caving & going when mom said you needed to. When you push us super high in the sky, much more daring than mom tries. When you remind mom to read the signs that say "do not climb", holding our hands as we cross the street and locking all the doors at night. Thanks for protecting us, but teaching us to have wings. Thanks for all the free haircuts & shoulder nap times. Thanks for always giving us extra ice cream & TV time. Thanks for loving us through all the messes & whines. We love you daddy through and through, one day we want to be just like you!

My love letter to Daddy,

 When is the last time I wrote something to you? I hate to see my words fade, maybe due to the survival mode that keeps us floating. But you're still my favorite ending to every day. I often think back to the days in our beginning, when life was simple & just us two. I knew back then as I do now, that you would always make me proud - of the man you are & the one you aspire to. I love your integrity, your hard work & strength. Your ability to forgive & move on & forget. I love your fancy mind & deep soul ta boot. Your heart is mine; those icy walls peeled in secret, it's true. It's so convenient that you can fix things & make our lives better.

You support my journey while encouraging my best self. I know life isn't perfect, but I'm grateful when we can still laugh at the end of each day. Maybe our new goal is a little more often to keep it us two. Soft touches are hard, I know this is true, but I believe in you! Maybe more time at the temple, or just holding your hand. Maybe splurging on dinner without a care; I can maybe do this for you. Regardless where the time is spent in this world, I know I'm a better person because I have you - to push me higher & calm my nerves. I want you to know just how much I care & appreciate you just being there. Thanks for easing my burdens & caring for my soul. To me, forever is hopeful & time is well spent just sitting beside you on this chaotic life bench. I don't know what is to come, and it makes me nervous at times, but you're my rock & confidant so I know our future will be just fine! (like your butt). I love you dearly, most ardently it's the truth.  Thanks for being one of a kind, my valentine!



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