I’m glad you guys seem to love me so much, because, after blogging for 3 years, one thing is very clear: there is no rhyme or reason to this blog.
And speaking of love, while I’m plugging away at writing up some memories from Gid’s 7th birthday, I thought it would be a good time to FINALLY share the pics from our Valentine celebration.
You know, the one from last month.
Pinterest is laughing at me right now, isn’t it? Valentine’s Day is so last season.
But that’s okay because, honestly, I’m behind in every area of my life right now, and this has actually led to something GREAT.
As I usually have the house decked out for V-day on February 1st, I felt pretty much like a miserable failure when the week of love arrived and my house was not dressed for the occasion.
Rebekah was throwing up all week long, and things just weren’t working out for me; there was no possible way I could have the house cleaned up and decorated by the 14th.
Something had to be done.
If only I had a completely empty room just sitting around that I could put ALL of our Valentine stuff in…
well, I did.
Recently emptied of all of its furniture and cuteness to become Jake’s temporary dog-home, it was the perfect place to hold a little party for the kids.
The sunroom is separated from our kitchen by an antique door, and what excited me the most was that, by covering the door’s large window, I could completely deck out the room and have it ready without the kids ever seeing it.
The entire day before Valentine’s Day, they had NO idea that there was a party waiting for them just beyond that door.
But I knew. And I was pretty giddy about it.
There was nothing really spectacular about this party. I already owned all the decorations, the books, and the games, and the breakfast menu was our typical pancakes and bacon.
The fun was in the surprise and in taking a moment in our day to celebrate a holiday together.
Take a look!
I hid out in the sunroom and took pictures of the kids when they saw the party table…
Mr. Gore pretended to be surprised, too. Please notice the completely trashed-out, non-decorated room behind him that matched the entire first floor. But NOT the sunroom. :) Sigh. I love the sunroom. And Mr. Gore.
I say this every time, but I think this was my favorite party ever…
We ended up our breakfast by reading our little collection of Valentine books together. (The Day It Rained Hearts is our favorite!)
And then we opened our valentines to each other. The night before, Mr. Gore and I made handmade cards for each kid with pictures of us and them, and they were a huge hit.
I would show a picture of Rebekah with her valentine, but she threw up on it right after this, and all over our party table.
But, still. It was a great morning.
And best of all, it completely inspired me to keep the sunroom empty, so that, during these crazy years with little ones underfoot, I’ll always have a safe place to celebrate our holidays.
Did I mention that I love the sunroom?…
Coming next to a sunroom near you: a Nursery Rhyme party! (maybe).