Noah made our daughter's Valentine dreams come true this morning by taking her out to breakfast (just the two of them). She even got a pink shake.
Then the two of them went to the store to buy me a meaningful gift:
Nothing says I love you quite like a plunger. Okay, but in Noah's defence, last night (it being Friday the 13th and all) someone did a ghastly thing in our toilet (I wont name any names) and as a result, we had a bit of a flood. I woke up in the middle of the night needing to relieve my bladder and was informed that I should under NO circumstance flush the toilet. Well, in a 3 AM stupor, I flushed the toilet anyway. Sure enough, the bathroom flooded. Noah came to my rescue and helped with the clean up.
Then as if a plunger weren't enough, he made my Valentine dreams come true too by taking me to an antique store and getting me this swell piece of jewelry. Side note: I've recently become an "Antique Roadshow" junkie, I'm hooked even though we don't have TV so I can never watch it. Anyway, the piece I got is probably worth thousands even though we paid mere pittance for it. And I absolutely love it.

Following antiquing, we all headed to Not Just Popcorn (as seen on Food Network), where they make over 240 flavors of popcorn--I know, could Indiana get any better?? We went on a tour where we got to see them make cheddar and mocha flavored popcorn. Gabby and Alex could hardly contain their excitement when they were invited to have samples. I just wish I had brought my camera, sadly I have no pictures of our popcorn experience. I guess we'll just have to do the tour all over again.
Now if you'll excuse me . . .
Happy Valentines Day.