It all started out so… civilized.
Marme and Granddad brought the girls some Valentine’s Day balloons last night, and they have been the most exciting thing that has happened to the girls all week.
I made a replica of the breakfast which Dan and I shared (in bed, back then) on our fist Valentine’s Day together.
We had Eggs Benedict (my all time favorite breakfast, in case you’re wondering), but this time on homemade English Muffins, with asparagus…
and chocolate covered strawberries, though this time I made chocolate fondue and we dipped them as we ate them. So much easier! Strawberries and pineapple have been a part of every Valentine’s Day we’ve shared.
The infamous pink latte, with pink steamed milk for the girls…
Dan and I set the table last night before bed.
We actually have colds today, and Kinsley ran a fever off an on last night. It’s tradition, you know.
Looks fairly civilized, right?
Look again. Sophie really enjoyed the fondue. She eventually ended up shirtless, because she can’t stand a stain on her clothing. Strange girl.
Dan had an upset stomach, because he took a zink tablet on an empty stomach.
Kinsley’s dinosaur family made an appearance.
Grandma had dropped by with chocolate hearts for the girls.
Which they very much enjoyed.
In fact, Sophie found them downright inspiring.
We very much enjoyed our breakfast together, even though Dan and I often feel that we’re observing the residents of a loony bin, destined to be residents of a loony bin ourselves, as a result. What would we do without them, though?