I’m not that into Valentine’s Day.  Really.  I’ve told you before how I’m sort of an 80 year old man in ways and I guess this is one of them.  I do however want the day at least acknowledged.

Joe and I have agreed that neither of us are that into celebrating a big, typical Valentine’s Day, but I’ve realized that he can translate that to mean “completely ignore the day”.  And even though I think I’m all that and don’t care about it, I admit I find myself in tears if the whole day goes by with not so much as a “Happy Valentine’s Day” and a hug.  So, I’ve had to clarify:

I don’t really want gifts or a some silly Valentine Day Dinner Special.  In fact, I would think you are a bit foolish (and so would he) if you bought into the whole commercialism of the day and spent a lot of money. But definitely, DO NOT completely ignore the day like it doesn’t exist either. I need to at least hear “Happy Valentine’s Day!”  And who doesn’t?  (So, Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!  xo)

This year Joe wrote me a beautiful Valentine’s letter, which is waaay better than any store bought card with generic, banal scribble.

And, since we are celebrating with 3 (can’t exactly get a sitter when he’s tucked in my belly) and he’s going on 30 weeks, we scheduled a 4D Ultra Sound for this afternoon.  Here’s a older photo from a routine ultra sound when he was roughly 19 weeks:

Maybe a 4D Ultra Sound’s is silly, but if I had video and photos of me from when I was in my mother’s womb, I would think it was pretty cool. So I guess this is our Valentine’s Day gift to our son this year, more than it is for us.