So I thought PB forgot what I told him I wanted for Valentine’s this year but he didn’t – he came home with my thermos for my tea and it wasn’t a cheap thermos either. But normally, we don’t celebrate Valentine’s because Valentine’s day brings back bad memory of our first child – that’s another story for another day. Anyhow, after 12 years, I guess I’m beginning to let go of the sad story and of course, PB being PB he had to thread very carefully, in case it triggers the madness in me – and I go balling my eyes out. I had a really good Valentine’s day because PB bought a balloon and a toy for Chloe to make her day a very good one.