Wednesday, February 15, 2012

My Valentine's Day.

Funny story. Yesterday morning I taped up little heart shaped love notes in his car that he would see on his way to work. Later I had a card strategically placed on his pillow that he would see when he got home, and I made a nice dinner. Nothing extravagent but I just wanted to do something a little thoughtful to show him I love and appreciate him.

Well the girls and I left the house before he got home for Serena's ballet and we got home around 8pm. After our greeting he tells me that he didn't have time to get me anything.

 (Ok, not even a handmade card? Something?)

We proceed to eat dinner and he's going on about how he doesnt't need to buy me anything to show me he loves me blah, blah, blah. I'm not going to lie, my feelings are starting to get hurt here. We finish dinner and I take the baby upstairs to get ready for bed.

(Note, I'm looking around wondering if maybe he's hiding some flowers. No. Nothing?)

I place Layla on her changing table, reach in her drawer for a diaper and what do I find!? A pretty red wrapped present with a beautiful diamond heart shaped necklace.

That sneak.

Well played husband. Well played.

Hope everyone had a lovely day yesterday.

1 comment:

  1. Awww! The cutest! And looking around for the hidden flowers? I've totally done that. haha. I love your idea of writing notes and leaving them for him, so sweet! Happy Love Day!

    Andrea xoxo