Valentine's Week

Who can confine so much love, joy, and junk food into a single day?  Not us. We celebrate Valentine's Day for an entire week, beginning with the annual Daddy-Daughter Valentine Dance in Montpelier. This is Lucy's favorite event of the year.  She spends hours getting ready, and she chooses Austin's outfit to make sure he looks just right.  (He is NOT allowed to wear his kilt.) They go out to a fancy dinner with friends (luckily the restaraunt serves fries and ketchup) then dance the night away to Taylor Swift, Selena Gomez, Justin Bieber, and other teenybopper faves. 

Austin got Lucy this sweet wrist corsage for the dance.

Every year, I tell Gavin we can spend the evening doing whatever he wants.  Every year, what he wants is to stay home and eat a junk food picnic while watching a movie, then build a fort under the kitchen table and make shadow-puppets while wearing our headlamps.  Every year, that's exactly what we do.

This year we decided to switch kids and do another special activity.  Austin took Gavin to see The Phantom Menace in the theater, and Lucy and I stayed home and had a fabulous mother-daughter spa day.

Lucy's eye-cucumber kept rolling away.

Children, this is how much your parents love you.  We love you enough to slather our face in your special homemade-concoction mud masque.  We love you enough to endure Jar Jar Binks in 3D.  We love you enough to lay on the kitchen floor for hours.  We love you enough to sing and dance to Justin Bieber.  We love you enough to love every minute of it all.