February 13, 2014

The Valentines are packed for tomorrow, table is set for our special breakfast, and cards for the girls are waiting to be assembled.

This man is my favorite Valentine.  

He makes breakfast for us just about every morning.  And I don't mean putting a box of cereal on the counter.  Then on Saturday he bakes us some orange rolls, chocolate rolls, or french breakfast muffins.  Not only that, but he lets the girls help him.  He serves us, leads us, and brings laughter and fun to our home.  We are walking down the same road, together.