I don't know about anyone else but I feel sorry for my poor husband. Every year I load up all my hopes and dreams and wake Valentines Day morning expecting the miraculous. Somehow, even though my husband makes attempt after attempt it's never quite what I had hoped. Obviously the problem lies with me.
When my kids were in an ungrateful frame of mind earlier this year we started the "Thankful box" and they wrote post-it after post-it of things they were thankful for. It really helped their perspective even though nothing else in their life had changed.
On my mirror this morning I wrote:
"I love you because ... #1.) you are kind
Tomorrow morning I'll add one and keep adding one until I get to Feb. 14th. (I'll text him a picture of the mirror on the days he is out of town)
I'm pretty sure I can daily think of something but I always do better if I have someone to do it with! Anyone else want to join me? All you have to do is think of one nice thing to say about your husband each day and list it on your bedroom mirror. Easy!
I'v never done a give away on my blog before but if you leave a comment with your name and your promise to do this I'll hold a drawing on Feb 14th and the winner gets a free night of babysitting (up to 8 kids) and a $50 gift card to one of my favorite restaurants. This is not for locals only - I know that I have friends who vacation up here!
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