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Valentines Day

We had a really wonderful Valentine’s Day- a gorgeous sunrise and then present opening in the morning light. Our Valentine mailbox was a big hit and something we’ll make a tradition. It doesn’t have to be holiday specific, but something about the special heart box and love letters combined to send Sophie into a writing frenzy. One of those moments when the best learning happens because you’re not trying too hard to make it happen. And it’s fun!

We drank coffee and streamed the America’s Cup race, only to see the USA prevail!! It was like watching sailing redefined- boats going 30 knots in a relatively small wind. They were flying, and it was just beautiful. What we wouldn’t give to see the next race held in a lovely place like Newport . . .

Sophie designated Valentine’s Day as Mike, the bird’s, birthday- which is brilliant because we’ll never forget it. Rosy has been singing Happy Birthday every day for a month now, so it was about time to put the song into action. They fabricated gifts from birdseed, toothpicks and play-dough (Rosy calls toothpicks, “pickles,” which I always want to remember). We made party hats. We made a great cake, of Sophie’s invention, that tasted like strawberry shortcake (but without whipped cream, which she’s decided she abhors, weirdo).

We took a walk to oversee the construction equipment in the neighborhood (more on that soon). We ate kale soup and homemade bread. Our friend brought us little gnomes made of Hershey kisses. We Skyped the grandparents in snowy Atlanta. We were sending and receiving the love. It was simply nice to put the boat work aside for one precious day and be us. It was a simple, good time.