Happy Valentine's Day!

Yesterday was Valentine's Day, and I'm finding myself feeling a touch of nostalgia...

My earliest memories of Valentine's Day are of my Dad.  My hero. My first favorite guy.  I remember, year after year, him showing up with a yellow rose, or some yellow roses, just for me, and I loved it.





One particular year, right as I was towing that line of when a little girl is becoming a young lady, I was having, well, let's just call a spade a spade- one of the first of (sadly) many angsty moments in my life.  For you adults out there, you KNOW what I mean.  And for those of you that are in the thick of it, you're probably too busy having deep conversations about how you aren't angsty...or maybe you're the most angsty?  Who knows anymore?





That said, I was heartbroken, maybe not for the first time, but probably the fourth or fifth time (yikes again..we have girls, so not looking forward to that!), and my sweet Daddy came in with flowers just for me.  It made my day.  I don't think he really ever knew how much that small gesture meant to me, but at that moment, when I felt awful about everything and everyone for reasons that I simply can't remember, but felt were VERY important at that time in my life.  It meant the world to me.





Maybe this sounds silly to you, but everyday, I wake up, and I think about the things that I can do to make my girls happy.  What will they remember? What can I do to make holidays and moments special and memorable for them?





Laela is at that magical age where things are sparkly and fabulous.  Where creativity and time mean everything.  So when my sweet girl told me that she wanted "teeny tiny cupcakes in a beautiful heart with candies allllll around them" for her school Valentine's Day party, I had to oblige.  I know that these moments count so much, even though to us grownups they can seem pretty inconsequential.  It's pretty amazing though when you see the look on a child's face when you created something magical just for them.