And a Happy Valentine's Day to You!

Guess what I get for Valentine's Day??






Yep. Him. All to myself (well, myself and the little wild animals we have created). For two weeks. Heaven.

I had a dream the other night that I was at Carmel Beach with Jonny and the kids. It was heaven. Needless to say, I was pretty disappointed to wake up and find myself in frozen-ville USA and still sans husband to boot.

But to lift my spirits and perhaps yours, let me just say that:

Sophie stuck a pea up her nose last week. I was not a witness to the actual insertion and I couldn't figure out why she kept crying and saying "nose" and sticking her finger up there. Then all of the sudden it hit me..."I bet she stuck a pea up her nose!!" I had to get a flashlight to see it because she had shoved it up there so far. We made a trip to the after hours clinic for the removal. I could not stop laughing.

Matthew and I were driving in the car together and he asked me, "Mom. Can you turn on 'Coming to America?'" Jonny loves Neil Diamond and always plays it for the kids and they LOVE 'Coming to America.' I looked back in the rear view mirror and he was tapping his feet to the music and just singing along for all he was worth. And then, you know the part in the song where they shout, "Today!"? Every time Sophie heard that she would throw her arms up in the air and shout, "Hooray!" I kind of felt like my heart might burst with happiness.

And Emma was writing Christmas thank you cards. She is still working on learning to write and so I wrote down the message for her to copy: 'Dear Mimi and Papa. Thank you for my pink boots." Well, she labored and labored and then held it up for me to see. It read, "Thank you for my pink boob." WHAT?! I looked back at the words I had written for her to copy. They said boots. But the t and the s were kind of smooshed together. So there you have it. Thanks for the pink boob.