Ode to Valentine's Day

So. . . let me just start by saying that I L.O.V.E. my husband. These past 3 1/2 years have been full of love and laughter from him. I wish I could be more like him, but I suppose what he is really driving me to be is more like Christ.

This year for Valentine's day he really outdid himself - he got me an hour long massage and facial at a spa AND a new lens for my camera. Not to be outdone ;-) I surprised him with tickets to one of his favorite musical groups - Chris Thile and the Punch Brothers (insert promo here: world class musicians with great bluegrass/classical talent. Go ahead and google them).

So, we went to the concert. Doors open at 7:30. Show starts at 8:30. We took Colt. He is 2 1/2, but he likes the Punch Brothers.

We got there at 7:45. . . standing room only. STANDING ROOM ONLY. What?! Did I mention we had a 2 1/2 year old with us? We walked around with Colt. . all in all he was a golden child (Thank the Father! ) and pretty much just enjoyed watching all of the other people. New environment for him - first concert :-)

8:30 came and went. . . 8:45. . . 9:00. . . 9:25. And then this group of people just stood RIGHT infront of us and we couldn't see ANYthing - not that there was anything to see at that time though. So not only had we been standing around for 2 hours (with a 2 year old, past his bed time and I'm 6 months preggo), but now we wouldn't be able to see IF the band did decide to come out sometime that evening :-) I can laugh about it NOW, maybe not then?

We got a refund and headed home because we had only planned to stay until about 9:30 anyways with the little guy's bedtime and I had to get up at 5 for work the next morning. We were all slightly devastated at the disappointment. Especially Colt. Our conversations seemed quite repetitive that evening, "Where are the Punch brothers Mommy? I have NO idea, buddy."

So, sorry my love for a disaster of a Valentine. . . but then again, I can't use my massage because I'm pregnant and it's not "specified" as pregnant, so they won't let me :-) And my lens didn't work. Again, we laugh about it all NOW . . . hahahah

On a lighter note - I don't know what these boys were doing or why I was taking their picture? Yes, that is Thomas the train underwear on their heads. Colt thought that was pretty awesome. They make me smile.