InstaFriday {Love Day}

Valentines Day isn't something we typically "do" around here.

Our anniversary is the week before and so by the time the big day o' love rolls around, we just always feel like we've covered all that.

Apparently, this year, my man felt like he had forgotten something.

Making me fat.

My man: 1

Me : 0



It's ok though.

I know how to fight fire.

My man: 1

Me: 1



Then came the sucker punch.

While I was busy consuming copious amounts of buttercream, he had another mass weapon of destruction up his sleeve.

Antiques.

My man: 2

Me: big snotty ball of putty in his hands

I never stood a chance people.

A piece from the year I was born.

Complete with color galore.

He gets me.



Our homeschool tutorial hosted a Valentine's Banquet this week.

Did I mention my son is almost a man?

Or that we are trying our hand at courtship? {Apparently arranged marriages are a hard sell these days...sheesh.}

Or that these are uncharted waters for us and we do not pretend to have all the answers?

Or that some folks think we're nuts?

Or that we don't really care because from what we see of dating these days and considering the rate of failed marriages in our country, it seems more like a tutorial on how to get divorced one day?

Or that we feel much safer trying our hand at something that once produced marriages lasting 50+ years?



This picture doesn't have anything to do with Valentine's Day really but it does have to do with love.

Poodle love.



"My every mortal breath, is Grace and nothing less"