Fun With Our Sons: Forever Valentines

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Forever Valentines

I think I love Valentine's Day more every year. This year was especially special for me since the kids didn't have school today or tomorrow. Ahhh, it's so nice to sleep in...and wake up to my 8 year old staring at me just inches from my face. :)

This year I went with a book theme for my 3 little-and-not-so-little-anymore valentines. For Braylen: a Fox Trot comic book. For Kaleb: a book filled with true stories of zoo animal escapes. For Aaron: the newest "I Survived" book.

Since Aaron was up first, he opened his valentine first!

Derek treated me to a DQ gift card. Oh, yummy! I gave him two new shirts and fixed dinner for just the two of us tonight. Thank you so much Grandma, for having our boys over to your house for a very tasty valentine's day dinner! They had a great time, and so did Derek and I!

To our family not in town with us, here is your valentine from our family.

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Did you get it? I love (heart) you! We sure do love you--Grammy and Grampy, our two boy cousins, aunts and uncles, and Great Grandma too! If only you could have seen what went on behind-the-scenes. Getting these three boys in formation--especially one grumpy one and one very wiggly one--was not easy! While I was editing pictures, Kaleb called me downstairs to show me something he made for me. Here it is...

I like how he color-coded the blocks. Very sweet, and very Kaleb. Aaron helped me make a double batch of heart sugar cookies. It feels like it took the entire day. :) We delivered a plate to Derek at work, and shared some with Grandma and our cousins here in town. It is a labor of love I like to do for my 4 boys every Valentine's Day. Braylen played with Aaron for a bit while Kaleb went to a friend's house this afternoon. We really did have a great day together. I am so very blessed.

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One thing I'm missing from this day is a picture with my forever valentine, my husband! We never thought to have our picture taken. I guess that's what happens when you spend 19 (and counting!) Valentine's Days together.

Thank you Grammy and Grampy for the AWESOME Valentine's package that came today! You really do know how to treat your grandsons well. I love you!

What a great day. :)

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What I've Learned While Raising Boys

You know you're a Cub Scout mom when you end up teaching the salesperon which neckerchief slide goes with which age level.

The boys want to be just like dad, but they want to snuggle with mom.

Snuggling and cuddling can quickly turn into a tickling match with daddy, but mommy avoids the tickling to keep snuggling longer.

A carpeted floor always turns into a wrestling mat.

I don't care how old (or how young) you are; if you are male, you will wrestle on the carpeted floor.

I've never heard the words 'belch' and 'fart' more in my life. Nor the sound effects those words represent.

They'll carry toads and eat dog food. Hand them a toilet brush and they think it's gross.

Why mop the boys' bathroom floor when I can wait for them to do it for me? Three showers later, a towel makes a nice mop.

Courtesy flush=an adult walks by the boys' bathroom and flushes the toilet. Courtesy flushes are standard around here.

Hearing me count to 5 changes my child's behavior, if only for a moment.

I get more practice counting to 5 than I did when I was learning how to count.

Pull-ups should never go in the dryer.

Vacuuming the pull-up pieces out of the dryer at midnight is not unheard of.

Rocks, cars, coins, chapstick, crayons, army men, kleenex, and stickers are all washable, but shouldn't be.

If I want a child to be sick, give him clean sheets.

Band-aids really do make it all better.

My camera batteries will die at the worst time. Like they did at my wedding and the birth of my first son.

When I get mad at my son for spilling his drink, I'll spill mine that same day.

Just when I'm ready to sit down with my lunch, my kids need cleaned up from finishing theirs.

The game "I Spy" works great in a restaurant; not in a moving car.

Dandelion bouquets should be checked for ants before gracing my kitchen counter.

I should always accept a dandelion from my son with delight, for someday they will just be weeds in my yard.

I really do have eyes in the back of my head.

The messier the better--living room, kitchen, toy room--for it means my kids are here with me.

I never turn away a hug from my son--soon enough he won't offer them to me.

Things are always better in the morning.

I can never find the scotch tape in my kitchen drawer, but my son has at least 3 rolls in his desk.

My 5 year old can remember attending a funeral when he was 3, but he can't remember to flush the toilet or shut the front door.

I shouldn't be surprised that my 5 year old thinks I was friends with Mary, mother of Jesus, when he thinks 7 year olds are big kids.

Hiding a purchase from an inquisitive child looks like shoplifting.

The number of bathrooms in a home should equal the number of children. All 3 bathrooms have been used at the same time more than I ever would have imagined.

I'm a selfish, self-centered person. God's cure for that? My 3 blessings.

They really are little for just a little while. . .