I made two sippy cups of chocolate milk, peeled several oranges, and microwaved some pizza rolls and chicken n dumplings.
I breastfed the baby (a lot) and fed her applesauce.
I made a double batch of heart-shaped sugar cookies and delivered some of them--along with a love note--to my son, who got off the bus at his dad's, today.
I wrote and delivered a thank-you note to my son's stepmother, who hung out with Cade last Thursday, when I was out of town longer than I had expected.
I prayed for someone who has a Valentine I don't trust.
I talked to Rachel and Jymmi on the phone. I left a message on Sharon's voicemail demanding that she be my Valentine. Then I talked to her when she called me back.
I sent messages to Beth, Christy, Mark, and Matthew on facebook. I tagged Rena in a bunch of photos. I sent Michael a friend request. I read and commented on several blog posts. I read Darlene's latest draft.
I finished off a bag of Hershey Kisses.
I washed and dried three loads of laundry and folded two.
I wrote a love note to my husband and put it in a little pink mailbox, and then I put the flag up. I put pictures of the girls in monkey frames. I put monkey key-toppers and the monkey frames in a little gold bag and added some red tissue paper.
I called my parents, brother, and neighbor Virginia Ann.
I took out the trash and unloaded and loaded the dishwasher.
I read Clementine her favorite train book, and we practiced saying: "I love you."
I laughed when Jim came in the door with two shiny red balloons, saying that the third shiny red balloon had escaped him outside the store. I opened the box the mailman brought to find, inside, the Ann Voskamp book for which I had asked.
I read Hebrews 11 to Jim.
(I wrote this blog post and took these pictures to say: I hope your day and hearts were filled to the very brim with love, too.)