Love in Any Language

I've never read the book on love languages but from what I do know, we experienced a bit of all of them this weekend. Gifts, words of affirmation, service and hugs; you name it, we were speaking that language.

Earlier last week, the mailman delivered cards and packages from Grandmas and Grandpas. There's nothing like getting a special something in the mail.

On Saturday night, I debated whether or not to set out the traditional trail of hearts. Ultimately I decided the kids would not remember/care about them so I didn't do it.

Oh fool that I was! First thing Sunday morning, Natalie asked when I was going to make the trail for them. Though they were disappointed that they didn't wake up to them strewn across the floor, they politely assumed that I was just going to get to it later.

After church, I set out the trail which led to their valentine gifts from Aunt Sarah. They were thrilled and I've learned my lesson...never assume the kids won't miss a tradition no matter how silly it may seem.

Jon surprised me with some beautiful roses. He knows I love flowers. He also knows I'm not a big fan of balloons...

...but he a tease, so he also brought home an enormous balloon that plays "Wild Thing" when tapped or pulled. It was done more for the laugh than for an expression of love I'm sure, so in that sense his purposes were fulfilled. We definitely laughed.

I showed my love by serving a special Valentine dinner and caramel corn for a late night snack.

It was so nice to spend our love day with two special Aunts.

Natalie showed her love by styling Maureen's hair. She also spent the weekend serving us treats from the Valentine treat bowl.

Just when I thought our expressions of love were complete, my kids surprised me again. When the kids got up this morning, they made me a scrambled egg and toast breakfast. It was complete with freshly ground pepper, raspberry jam, orange juice and a thoughtful note. I'd gone back to sleep after running this morning so they crept in my room and left the surprise next to my bed.

After I ate, I took my dishes downstairs and found that they'd emptied the dishwasher (and put all dishes away in the cupboards) and cleaned the kitchen/family room.

Seriously, you three. I love you!

Whatever language you're speaking, I'm feeling it.