Our Valentine’s Day was so pathetic that I’m embarrassed to tell you about it. But we’ve been past the point of embarrassment ever since I confessed that Leo dropped his toy boat into a pee-filled toilet WHILE I WAS PEEING, right? (Oh. I never told you that, did I BECAUSE IT HAPPENED THIS MORNING.) So here goes: We put Baby Bear to bed. We determined that we were hungry and wanted something “good” to eat. We wondered if anywhere “good” would deliver. We determined that, sadly, it wouldn’t.
We decided on sushi. We placed the order. I wrote a blog post while we waited twenty minutes for it to be ready (oh, and took my first shower of the day. Seeexy.) Ethan FELL ASLEEP WHILE WAITING TO GO PICK UP THE FOOD. When I roused him at 9pm, he said he was too tired to drive the five minutes to go get it. I used the handy excuse that I was already in my pajamas and PHYSICALLY COULD NOT GO. He went. He returned. We ate. We watched one Girls episode, the one where Hannah’s diary gets read out loud at the bar by Charlie and that weird boss gets all touchy-feely with her and the office chicks draw scary eyebrows on her face, and then we fell asleep, totally and utterly wiped.
Arguably, it was the worst V-day ever. Except for what happened BEFORE all of that. A giant Vermont Teddy Bear had arrived on our doorstep that afternoon. As we pulled it out of the box around 6pm, Leo’s eyes widened. He looked understandably suspicious and maybe even a little a-scared. (Who and what IS that and are you going to love it more than me?) But the next thing we knew, he was kissing the Bear on the nose, hugging him, and acting so affectionate with said Bear that I put Ethan’s phone on video mode and took some bad footage where both Leo and the Bear’s heads are cut off (oops), but at least I took it. Ethan got in on the fun, and a cheesier-than-cheesy (but also freakin’ adorable) ticklefest ensued. Guess what? It was a sweet Valentine’s Day, after all. Maybe even the sweetest. (We’re going to ignore the fact that Ethan, on realizing that Leo was making our V-Day extra special, MAY have said to his son, while I stood on the sidelines feeling irrelevant, “YOU’RE my Valentine now.” Um, I know I didn’t shower, but… hi?)
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