Love is
Valentines on the fridge, and talking to Nana in the driveway
Tulips from friends
Treats from neighbors
New lavendar
A sunny day bike ride to the beach with best friends.
Honey’s best friend gave her a valentine poem yesterday afternoon. The last line of the poem is:
“We have power, that power is love.”
What a score in the best friend department. We all rode together to Sausalito to the best little cafe you can imagine. We bought root beers and sat outside for a bit. As we crossed the street to the cafe, our friend Amy asked Hot Wheels if he’d be her valentine. He paused and answered, “Wellll, I’m not sure if I can live with you…” She had to explain that living together wasn’t necessarily in the valentine contract.
Then we hit this tiny scrap of beach where the kayakers go out into the bay. There was a sea lion lolling around in the shallow water checking out all the boats and even one crazy swimmer. What a day.