...because it certainly wasn't at my casa this Valentine morn! Well, let me back up -- the very early hours were quite nice. I got to tell my man I love him and send him out the door with a kiss just before 6am. (He's on call tonight, so that was my only opportunity to see him this Heart Day.) I was able to squeeze in an early morning workout (which only made me feel slightly less guilty for the iced sugar cookies and Edward Marc chocolates I shoved in my face later in the day). And my littlest love decided to give me the Valentine gift of sleeping until almost 8am without a peep! He must heart his momma an awful lot.
Sweeter than any candy.
I went in to wake Kaiser up with a Happy Valentine's Day hug and kiss, and was excited to show him the pink milk and oatmeal I had ready for his breakfast. Turns out he was not all that impressed. (And after reading other moms' accounts of the heart-shaped scones, pancakes, etc. they prepared today, I kinda don't blame him. Simply adding red food coloring? Puh-lease. Hi, my name is Kyndal, and I'm a slacker mommy.)
Better luck next year...
Porter didn't hold it against me.
This was about the time things got less-than-"love"ly. I could tell that the wee one was getting pretty antsy/uncomfortable, and soon realized the reason was his clean pants were about to become not-so-clean. I took a peek to confirm my suspicions, then told Kaiser (who was still eating breakfast) that Porter and I were going back to his room to change his diaper. Once he was on his changing pad, I could tell that he was not finished, so I decided to wait it out. Now, let me tell you, this job was almost a week in the making. (That's right, I'm talking at least five days since the last one!) His little body was working so hard, and he was becoming more and more frustrated. Poor baby boy.
Meanwhile, Kaiser had decided that he'd had about enough of sitting in his high chair. I heard his plastic bowl hit the floor, and then he began to whine. His whining quickly progressed into a nonstop, blood-curdling scream. Just when I thought he couldn't get any louder, oh yes he did. I kept my cool, continuing to hold Porter's legs (Did I mention at this point he's pooping out half of his body weight onto a plastic bag as I try to keep up with wipes??) and soothe him as he started crying/screeching, too. Oh my word, that was fun. Once he was finally done, Porter relaxed and I was able to clean him up and get him dressed again. Then we came back to downstairs to tend to my still-screaming son. Kaiser could instantly tell from the look on my face that I was not a happy mommy. He was given a very stern talking-to about his unacceptable behavior, and he confirmed for me that he understood his screaming was "a BIG no-no". Fortunately, we recovered quickly, and after getting wiped down and released from his chair "prison" Kaiser was even in a playful mood. He decided it would be super funny to tickle Porter's feet. Though I'm not sure who was more tickled...
The babe's completely clueless.
From that point, things started to look up for my boys and me. I think Kaiser really took his scolding to heart, because he was sugar sweet the rest of the day. During Porter's morning nap, I sat down at the kitchen table to jot down a couple of things I needed from the grocery store, and he decided to climb up in a chair to color beside me. Then he kept looking at me and saying "hi" with a big smile on his face.
A totally unsolicited smile is rare from this one!
Kaiser was feeling musical and at one point grabbed his guitar, but said he was going to play the violin instead.
Serenading his one and only girl.
No fancy plans for our time out and about today; we just had to run to the bank and Aldi and Target for much-needed groceries. Before heading out, I attempted to get a picture of my Men in Red. As you can see, it took quite a few tries...
...before I managed to get the money shot.
(There may or may not have been some bribery involved in this endeavor.)
We miraculously managed to check off all of the items on our list and stay on schedule for afternoon feedings and naptime. In between Porter's and Kaiser's wake-up times, I attempted to recreate the little photo shoot I did with Kaiser two years ago on his first Heart Day. I feel lucky to have had such a willing model in Porter!
When Kaiser got up from his nap, he had several Valentine cards to open that had arrived in the mail from family and friends. I also had a couple of small special treats for him.
The lips had come in a package from YaYa and are actually a lollipop. We waited until after dinner to open and enjoy it.
Pucker up.
And I thought those lips couldn't get any more kissable!
Little Heartbreaker wishes he were old enough for a lollipop, too.
Once Kaiser finished his "dessert", he wanted to play with stickers and color, so we transformed the heart from Porter's V-Day pictures into a Valentine for Daddy.
We sure missed him tonight!
I managed to get both the kiddos into the bath, clean, and out of the bath within 15 minutes and without any meltdowns. Booyah!
Laying down by "Poa-tah".
Kaiser continued his easy streak and was happy to chill with his new Thomas the Train DVD while I wrapped things up with Baby Brother, and then my big boy and I got some one-on-one time reading, praying, and singing before he laid down for bed.
So despite a somewhat poopy start, on the whole Valentine's Day 2011 was a nice one. Wish I could have had my main squeeze with me, but I'm beyond grateful for the two little men who make my life a blessed one each and every day.
Oh, and lest I forget, a big FELIZ CUMPLEANOS to Jefe! Today was our boys' granddad's special day, and Kaiser wanted to make sure he knew he was thought of and loved...
(Oh, and as Kaiser mentions, come July my boys will be getting a new cousin! Brett's sister Katy's eggo is preggo, and he is convinced it's a baby boy. Either way, we couldn't be more excited to welcome a new tiny Lane into the world!)
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