A Sunday Valentine's headed into a week of school vacation has to be the best formula for making the most out of this holiday. Extra servings of chocolate and flowers and hearts with a side of James being home, no complaints from me.
We battled the record-breaking cold by forgoing our plans for a heart-shaped cake, and heading up to the butterfly house to breathe in that glass-domed tropical air (with 85 of our favorite strangers). The kids were both hungry (poor planning) and mildly cranky, and for a minute I thought we were going to regret leaving the house... but they pulled out of it just in time to appreciate the butterflies and birds and convince us the trip was worthwhile.
I'm such a fan of Valentine's day, but we really don't celebrate in any big way; fondue by the fire after the kids are in bed, some champagne, sweets. This year we watched 'Straight Outta Compton', which if you know our music tastes was definitely a romantic gesture on James' part!
We've been weighing some biggish decisions, mostly related to James' work and all good options, but it was still nice to take a break and not to think about any choices. Relaxing together is rare for us. Maybe it's sad that a movie night genuinely qualifies as romance around here... but it so does.
And now I'll be continuing to campaign for Valentine's to march right on through the month of February. It might be a mild winter, but I still need a little something extra to carry me through to spring.