Valentine's Day plays out a little differently now that we don't have littles in our home.
These arrived, as they always do. And as they always do, they make me sigh a little bit. He still loves me. But the heart-shaped pizza will be giving way today to a steak dinner for my carnivorous love. I'm not much of a red meat eater any more, but he assures me he'll grill it just the way I'll eat it, which means not mooing, like he likes his. When those long-held traditions do give way, it makes me a little nostalgic, so let's just take a short Valentine retrospective, shall we?
This is an example of blending traditions. There was doorbell ditching in my husband's family every year.
This is circa 2007....that's 15 years!
I still had littles in the house then....almost 12, almost 15, and almost 18. This makes me sigh a little, too.
This is great. I love the awkward teen/tween photos. Thank goodness we grow out of that phase, eh?
Posted by: AP Man | February 14, 2022 at 09:09 AM
Wow how time marches on!
Posted by: Elisa Allan | February 15, 2022 at 07:31 AM