But Valentine's is so overrated, really. I'm not just saying this because I'm bitter that the grocery store was sold out of Reese's peanut butter hearts yesterday. I'm not just saying this because I had to wait in line behind thousands of husbands who were getting last minute gifts for their wives. I guess I'm kind of over American-ized, commercialized holidays in general, and Valentine's ranks only slightly below Mother's Day and Thanksgiving as useless excuses to buy more crap.
Anyway, lest I seem bitter, I do love my husband. A lot. And I'm glad he's mine. But I'm glad he's mine EVERY day of the year, not just on February 14th. Hmph.
Check out this hottie on the ropes course last week. He's so amazing.
In other news, I had a mild heart attack this afternoon when I uploaded pictures from my camera to the computer. I was going through the shots I've taken this week and there were several I did not remember taking. At all. "What the heck?! Am I going crazy?!"
Nope. Sparrow just found the camera and decided to take some artistic shots of my wall and himself. I love that kid. I'm kind of impressed he figured out how to turn the camera on, actually. Way to go smarty pants!