It's the saddest and happiest Valentine's Day, at least, in my heart...
I am glad, however, to be part of showing my son what Valentine's Day is. He walked up to my wife with a small bunch of roses and two cards from him (an awesome handmade one - a daddy and son project, and an official one). He had a huge pride-filled smile on his face. "Valentine's Day, mommy"...man, so precious!
Mom, I think was a little apprehensive or surprised, because either she thought I used my son to give her the things, or that she wasn't expecting anything. Once she sees the cards with my son's handwriting and labor of love, I hope she'll relax and enjoy them a little more.
A few minutes later, I handed my son some Valentine cupcakes to share with mommy. Mom, I think, was pleasantly surprised, because she loves cupcakes, but I never got her V-Day cupcakes in the past. Now, my son usually goes to daycare for breakfast (nothing before that to spoil his appetite), but I knew he already had his eye on one particular cupcake since we bought them a couple of days ago. So wanting to be a flexible dad (that's her own criticism of me), I said, "Sure, you may have a cupcake!" as he gazed over at me with his pleading eyes. Mommy had one too and I licked some frosting off of his. Mom then said, "Thank you, Daddy!"
Once again, I'm going to go to a corner and cry now...
