This morning H said "Happy Valentine's Day" before he said good morning. It was so abrupt, it reminded me of a horse running out of the gate at a race.
I don't think I said it back, I just handed him his bag of candy with a smile. I made little bags of candy like I do every year with hershey's kisses in them for the four boys and him, all the same.
I usually don't do a card. He usually does a funny card, and a mushy wife card. And he usually has it all set up with candy on the kitchen table before I wake up.
He said that he was going to give me mine later.
He told me he would be late tonight because of work.
I heard him whisper something in the hallway before he left to youngest son before he left.
Just a few minutes ago, youngest son tells me to go into the kitchen. Then he brings out a dozen roses and a box of candy which says "Mom" on it from "Boys and H". And a card signed by all of them.
