Valentine's Day stretched into a nearly-weeklong affair this year. Liam's class exchanged their cards early, on February 9th, since they had 'conflicts' on the 11th and 12th which were also school days. I'm not sure what kind of conflicts they had or how they interfered the card exchange, but whatever. Liam did a great job addressing 18 cards to his classmates and teacher and I was amazed to see him bring out the class list provided by the teacher and read off the name of every single classmate.
I took him out shopping to pick out his own valentines. (First I asked if he wanted me to make some little treat bags with the adorable photo I posted a few days ago... that got an emphatic NO.) I told him he could pick out anything he wanted: valentines with boxes of Smarties, valentines with pencils, valentines with suckers... but what he chose was a box of Toy Story valentines with stickers. Since he brought home his envelope of cards and treats - more than a week ago, now - he has really enjoyed taking out all the cards one by one, pretty much every day, and reading off who they came from. It's quite cute.
I am not sure how this is really related to Valentine's day, but he also painted this sweet picture of his sister. And the colour palette matches the subject of this post, so there you go.On Sunday morning (well, starting Saturday night), I made Pioneer Woman's cinnamon rolls, a recipe that can be found here. Chad has a weak spot for cinnamon rolls and since we have no local Cinnabon... it was the least I could do. They were every bit as good as I'd read. They're a heart attack waiting to happen, mind you, definitely not an everyday indulgence. I cut the recipe in half and it still made three pans of rolls. I only baked one and put the other two in the freezer. Chad spent some time Sunday afternoon and Monday morning sniffing around, asking when the others would go in the oven. I think we'll do one this weekend and one next weekend, and pace ourselves!
I was thoroughly spoiled for Valentine's day. Chad put my cinnamon rolls to shame by having the lyrics to 'our song' printed and mounted and they are now hanging above our bed. I guess, deep down, he really does have a sentimental bone in his body.
6 comments:
That is so so so romantic! He is definitely a keeper!
what is the song?
Wait until I tell Cory that Chad has gotten soft in his old age.
Very sweet though, what a great idea!
how cool is that! I remember you talking about doing something to that effect a ways back. Very cool. 2 points for Chad! Now, to go check out that recipe.....
The song is Could Not Ask for More by Edwin McCain. I should dig the CD out... it's been a while since I heard it. :)
i always think of you and chad when they play this song on the radio-how romantic and heartfelt-aunt sue
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