I have never been a romantic on Valentine's Day, especially when our anniversary was just six days ago. Our evening will consist of family dinner of spaghetti and then Ash Wednesday services at church. We do have a small gift for the kids along with some candy, and I have a card for Andrew.
However, I never lose sight of how lucky I am to be married to Andrew. He is the best father I could ever ask for for my kids, and he is an amazing husband. There are times his goofiness and lack of attention to detail make me a little crazy (like my previous post, where I have to ask him if he did certain things when he comes to bed...every night. Or the fact that he forgot to pick up our child from basketball practice last evening), but I know that I couldn't ask for anyone more devoted or loving with whom to share my life. I can't even put into words all of the things I love about him. I love that we still make each other laugh, and we still love to spend our time together...even after all these years. I love that he sometimes stops in to see me during the day when I am subbing, and that he enjoys when I stop to see him. I don't need Valentine's Day to remind me how much I love my husband, or to feel loved by him. I know it everyday!
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