More V-day lovin'
For Mommy and Daddy, from Isaac -- We got this in the mail last Monday. He gave us no warning at all. When I opened it up I was so confused, until he saw it and lit up. "I made that for you at preschool!"
His teachers addressed it and wrote "Happy Valentine's Day! Love, Isaac" on the inside. He decorated the envelope and the card.
He also gave us some sweet public words at preschool, recorded for posterity:
Interestingly, the night before Valentine's Day, his brother "showed love" in the same way, for the first time. It was post-bath as I was snuggling him in a towel. It was totally coerced.
"I love you Jakey. Do you love me?"
"Lub you Mommy. Lub you, too."
To Mommy, from Daddy:
This was in continuation of a tradition, begun last year, that I hope lasts until the end of time. A good bottle of hairy old man drink is one of those finer necessities, like lingerie, that one does not often take the opportunity to buy for oneself. The last bottle was a very slow but steady project of mine. I finished it right before Christmas. It's nice to be able to unwind at the end of a long, scream-filled day with a tasty glass of Mommy Sauce. As Nerdy Daddy put it, "this is the evaporant for the glue that holds this family together."
His teachers addressed it and wrote "Happy Valentine's Day! Love, Isaac" on the inside. He decorated the envelope and the card.
He also gave us some sweet public words at preschool, recorded for posterity:
Interestingly, the night before Valentine's Day, his brother "showed love" in the same way, for the first time. It was post-bath as I was snuggling him in a towel. It was totally coerced.
"I love you Jakey. Do you love me?"
"Lub you Mommy. Lub you, too."
To Mommy, from Daddy:
This was in continuation of a tradition, begun last year, that I hope lasts until the end of time. A good bottle of hairy old man drink is one of those finer necessities, like lingerie, that one does not often take the opportunity to buy for oneself. The last bottle was a very slow but steady project of mine. I finished it right before Christmas. It's nice to be able to unwind at the end of a long, scream-filled day with a tasty glass of Mommy Sauce. As Nerdy Daddy put it, "this is the evaporant for the glue that holds this family together."
posted by Claire at 9:49 PM
4 Comments:
You and Brent have something in common. :-) I believe he likes Macallan the best.
Last year was a bottle of Oban, which had special meaning because Mike bought me a glass of it at a bar for my birthday in 2006, my first alcoholic drink after having Jacob. I love love love scotch, but I am a total novice. I have not tried many kinds. It's my hope that the next dozen or so years with my husband will remedy that.
Isaac's preschool class has an impressive showing of Biblical names... Jericho, now THERE is one I haven't heard before. Wowza.
Oh oh Erin! Jericho has younger twin brothers, named Judah and Judea (joo-DAY-uh). Judea's middle name? MARS. Crazytown!
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