Yesterday was Valentine’s Day. And when I woke-up I had this almost instant recollection that James and I got engaged on Valentine’s Day. He’d never really bought into the holiday. Hallmark holiday blah blah blah. But he thought that maybe if he proposed it would change his mind. It didn’t really work. Maybe because he proposed on a hand-me-down beige loveseat in a one bedroom apartment in Mountain View and I was sick as a dog. Romantic.
Still… I was really missing my Valentine.
Nate and I dropped Jacob at school and continued down LOVR, the coincidentally romantic acronym for Los Osos Valley Road. As we’re driving he’s like, “Why do we even have Valentine’s Day anyway?” Hmmm, maybe it’s genetic…
“Well it’s a day to make sure your loved ones know how much you love them.”
“But that’s basically every day.” So sweet, right? And then he adds…
“I like it because I get candy at school.”
In Nate’s class they did an exercise where you walk around and write nice adjectives about each other. I think the last one says “funny” but he swears it says “furry.” He erased “Hot.”
It most definitely is genetic – J got it from Aunt Me! Lol. I love you all and when you have another day like all of yours last week call me so you can vent!