My Valentine

It's almost Valentines! Yahoo- well, ok- I get that not everybody is all smooches and goo about this particular holiday- it's so commercialized and consumer run and all that other cynical smooze- but I love it. It's a day to celebrate love- in all it's cheese and sappy goodness. 

So, in keeping- here's a gushy, slightly hilarious valentines tale for you. . .

About this time last year, I was curled up by the fire, phone in hand, scrolling the visual delights that is pinterest. Page after glorious page of Valentine images, mouthwatering recipes and intricate crafts. When what popped into my mind. . . but a tiny little beautiful brainchild. With open heart I theorized that I don't get a redo here. I won't have another shot to do this parenting gig, and I needed to make it count. Every moment needed to be big! (sidenote- please tell me some of you have had this problem with pinterest? It gets in your head, I tell you. My sweet hubbie's soul fills with dread when he sees me searching- anyway. . )

Obviously, we HAD to create a balloon room! 

If we didn't do it now, when would we- this would be perfect! Nothing says I Love You quite like filling your kiddos room to the brim with shiny red and pink balloons, am I right? It would definitely be a memory they would never forget.

Kaleb, ever loving man that he is, always so happy to oblige and give me what I want- agreed to help fulfill my slightly extravagant, ever too grand, plan. 

Sadly, I was foiled by a few minor hiccups- for one, the wilds bedroom is quite huge, two- renting a helium tank was purty darn expensive. Not a problem I thought- I'll simply purchase a few hundred balloons and a pump from the grocery store, it would be fine, I was positive.

Oh, it was not fine. So. Not. Fine. I bought the wrong size pump. Even more, I don't actually know how to blow up a balloon. Never quite had the lung capacity  for it. 

That's when the love of my life gave me the greatest valentines gift a girl could ever hope for. He single handedly or shall I say mouthily- blew up over two hundred balloons, blowing himself into near delirium til around four o'clock in the morning!

So, yeah the kiddos were surprised, they loved it every bit as much as I hoped they would. They still talk about the day they woke up to a sea of air filled colors, but that is absolutely nothing compared to the sheer, gushy, gooey, cheesy, beautiful, unconditional love I saw tied to each balloon.

It will forever go down in my books as one of the most romantic, dreamy, unforgettable Valentines Days of my life. But yeah, this year will be a little bit more low key:)

What about you- are you a fan? Any grand plans?