Crazybananas

Of course, I forgot to buy Valentine’s for Lucy or her classmates (hey, it’s been a rough week), but a couple of weeks ago I ordered Trent’s gift. Thank goodness, or he wouldn’t have received anything. When he found it on his carseat this morning, he called me and said “You are weird. Happy Valentine’s Day.” He also claimed to have spent five minutes trying to figure out what it was. Can you guess?

After figuring out what it was, he said “So, there is some woman in Canada sitting around knitting anatomical hearts and packing them up in Cheerio’s boxes?” My response, “Yes, and she is awesome.”

Maybe I should have gotten him the boobie pins? Or maybe the “dinky” puppets?

Hope everyone’s day is as wonderfully weird as ours!