I love St. Valentine’s Day. I love having an excuse to lavish my family with love. I don’t mind them doing it in return for me either. I was the grateful recipient of roses and handmade cards.
We didn’t do anything extravagant. Dave and I were able to sneak away for a quick dinner. We came home, and I sipped some crisp and sweet Riesling that was easy on the wallet. (Thank you for the recommendation, A.P.!)
The girls and I made Daddy Chubby Hubby Bars. He likes to have a few unhealthy snacks on hand for his late-night snacking. His mutant metabolism allows him to eat like every day is Valentine’s Day. For the rest of us, it’s a big treat to nosh on so many sugary delights. We all had a Chubby Hubby Bar for dessert. Oh my goodness. These ooey-gooey slabs of deliciousness made me swoon, especially when I dipped them in my coffee. Yes, I ate them for breakfast yesterday, too. It was a holiday – a delicious one at that.
I read Saint Valentine by Robert Sabuda
For lunch there were heart-shaped fried eggs in whole wheat bread slices.
We shared the Valentine’s Day sugar cookies we made with our elderly, sweet-loving neighbor.
And this love bug with her big-girl haircut made me laugh.
It was a LOVE-ly, sweet day.
i love a good, cheap, california riesling!
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I LOVE Barefoot wines but haven’t tried the Riesling…maybe we’ll have a late Valentine’s Day present!
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How very sweet. Love those cookies. I need to get that book for next year. I got take out–BBQ delivered with flowers. The cornbread was dyed pink and had candy hearts glued on with pink icing.
I hope the big girl haircut was a choice and not a necessity based on a self-cut.
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Yum. Totally pinned the Chubby Hubby bars for when the Valentine’s Day cupcakes are gone…
We tried to finger paint Valentine’s, but my toddler is so mess-averse he refused to use his fingers at all, and then tolerated painting with q-tips only until he got a tiny bit on his hands, and then it was game over. I fear my son’s obsessive compulsiveness doesn’t mesh well with my inate love of messy crafts….
It sounds like there was lots of love, laughter, fun, and delicious treats all around. Certainly a successful expression of love, creativity, and cuteness :)
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