Valentine's Day Love

Is there such a thing as being too loved? Samantha wishes me Happy Valentine's Day first thing this morning, which is as soon as her eyes open, since she is of course sleeping in the same bed with me. Joshua too. After much cajoling, she gets up and lets the dogs out while Josh and I stay in bed a moment longer. I thought it was just a moment. I hear a crash, and something cold running into my back. A very cold glass of milk was accidentally spilled over, all over, the bed and ran into me. I leap up screaming, Sam is yelling I'm sorry. Sam was bringing me breakfast in bed and brought the milk up first. I get the bed cleared off, come downstairs and there is Nutella all over Sam, Josh, and the table. She grins widely, face covered in brown goo and says, here's breakfast, Mommy! I ask her how much nutella she ate. She says "I didn't eat any, mommy!" She tells me she washed her hands so I wouldn't know she was eating it out of the jar with her hands. I couldn't help but laugh. She has it on her nose! I clean out the bathroom, since she got brown goo all over the walls in her quest to get clean hands. I sweep the floor, since Joshua discovered what it feels like to smoosh graham crackers with his toes. Whoopee! Thank you, Matt for giving me two such sweet pumpkins.

Happy Valentines Day to you in Seattle, love. Kisses from all of us. I wish you a cold glass of milk poured down your back while you are fast asleep, just so you can feel included in our special Valentine's Day. :-)