Valentine’s Day at our house was a quiet occasion…on purpose. We decided that we didn’t want to battle all of the people out at some restaurant where the staff is probably paid extra to be nice to you and the kitchen staff is rather annoyed that you’re making them work extra hard.
So Nathan got me some beautiful yellow roses (because I think red are boring) and we built a reading cave in our living room.
As a kid, I loved making little tents in my room with lights and pillows and blankets. I disappeared in there with a fat stack of books and rarely emerged for the entire day that the structure was up. We often bemoan the pitiful state of education, and though we haven’t and probably won’t make a final decision for a while as to how to deal with it in relationship to our own kids, one thing Nathan and I both agree needs to happen is that we need to teach our kids to LOVE to read as reading really is the gateway to further education in any subject. What better way to do so then to build a little blanket fort? It certainly was a nice way to spend the day with the man I love all stuck in this nice warm cozy den with The Silver Chair, and a couple of books on children I checked out from the library.
I emerged to make us a rack of lamb with some sauteed asparagus and stuffing.
We decided lamb needs to be a more regular part of our lives.
We also made smores over our electric stove.
It was a good day.