Our Valentine's day kinda sucked. John's sick, so he didn't want to go anywhere. He slept until noon (he got up with the baby that night), so breakfast was out, I ran and got McDonalds for lunch. Alex had stolen the box of conversation hearts I was going to give to John and ate most of them, the rest he threw in the dog water. I ran to the store to get more, but they'd already put away or sold most of the Valentine candy. All I could find were SweetTart Hearts. John was understandably disappointed. He LOVES conversation hearts. John had surprised me with a card, a dozen roses and a box of See's chocolates. I felt like a total ass, having gotten him just a card and a 50 cent box of candy I'd let Alex eat. I figured I'd make it up to him later that evening.
We hung out downstairs in front of the TV all afternoon eating my chocolates until I fell asleep at 4:00. I slept until 8, and woke up to find both the boys asleep. We put them to bed and were giddy with the idea that here it was 8:00, the kids were in bed and I still had my eyes open. So naturally, we watched the BSG we'd missed on Friday. It took a while because we had to go back and rewind it to watch everything about the missing number 7 again. And again. Then we had to talk about the missing number 7, because dude, it's not Starbuck? Really? (For the record, I still think it's Starbuck)
Just as we were headed upstairs for some Valentine's Day lovin', Alex got out of bed soaked in pee. I stripped his bed, but the real damage was that he'd peed on Blue Blankie. So downstairs we all went while I ran his favorite blanket through the laundry.
We were all getting tired, so as soon as the wash cycle was over, John threw Blue Blankie in the dryer and we convinced Alex that we should all have a family cuddle in bed upstairs. This was a bad idea. Though he'd been given Diego Blankie as a temporary replacement, he was over tired and missing his lovey. This combination always means screaming and crying. The screaming and crying woke up the baby and John and I each took a boy to try to calm. I had Alex and John had Max. Alex's tantrum just continued escalating so I put him in his room where the tantrum went nuclear.
We decided it would be best to switch kids, John would take Alex back downstairs and watch Mighty Machines until Blue Blankie was dry and I would cave in and nurse Max back to sleep. Needless to say, by the time both boys were asleep in their own beds again, we were way, WAY to tired for further Valentine's Day festivities.
Oh well. It's a good thing that we tend to be lovey dovey all the year round. Valentine's Day can be a good excuse to buy (and eat) candy and it's always the only time of year John buys me flowers, but when it goes bad like it did yesterday, it's not the end of the world. We'll try again next year.
I'm sorry it was one of Those Days. We actually had a nice day but I have my special friend so there were no festivities for us either.
Posted by: AndreAnna | February 15, 2009 at 08:12 AM
Because I absolutely refuse to let Mark get me flowers or candy or anything on "holidays" he decided to make me a card with crayons and clue and paper with Alex on Fri night....it was the sweetest thing ever.....both his card and the one Alex made for me are on the refrig....plus, Sat I felt under the weather so went to bed early.... and I awoke Sun with the whole kitchen cleaned up....best thing ever!!!
Posted by: mom | February 15, 2009 at 10:42 AM