Alright, maybe I am being a *little* dramatic. You tell me. (And please excuse the iphone photos. Soon I will learn how to use my real camera. Very soon. Promise.)
Here is a very short version of our Valentine’s Day morning…
I made pink, raspberry pancakes for the boys. I made the letters of their names and giant hearts. (Which, much to my chagrin, Carlitos thought were cars or dinosaurs. Note to self: Practice pancake hearts.)
I set the table (with love, obviously) and served my boys their pancakes. (That is an ‘x.’ In case you have poor eyesight.)
Xavi took one bite and then threw my heart on the floor.
See? Unrequited love, right?
What? You think I’m being an over-dramatic, lunatic mom whose behavior will ensure her kids need lots of therapy when they grow up?
Whatever. What do you know. Come talk to me when your kid throws your pink, ‘heart’ shaped pancake on the floor.
ps. Happy Valentine’s Day.