Year of the Tiger

Happy Chinese New Year!

Today begins the year of the Tiger and I couldn't be more excited to meet our own little tiger soon! Logan was born at 38 weeks; I'm now at 28 weeks.

Possibly 10 weeks and this little guy is already here?!? Insane!

As our usual Sunday tradition dictates, Jon picked up some delicious donuts and we all stuffed ourselves full of sugar and dough in the morning. Jon and Logan then hung out together while I took a nap (trying to get over the head cold that I've caught as a result of Logan's own sickness I think).

Every week, Logan's school sponsors a "Parent's Night Out", rotating between Friday and Saturday nights to watch the kids for a few extra hours while we parents can enjoy a date night alone. This evening, as it was Valentine's Day (and because Logan's usual babysitters, my parents, are out of town visiting my grandparents), we decided to try the Parent's Night Out for the first time. :) Poor Logan was NOT a happy camper when we dropped him off (I don't think it helped that he had just woken up from his nap about 45 minutes prior and was still a bit groggy) but thankfully, the teachers said he was fine after we left.

Jon and I didn't do anything spectacular - we caught a movie (The Wolfman - great cast but the movie was disappointing) and had a delicious dinner at a Vietnamese Pho house (special to us since our first date was at a Pho house). It was a nice treat to get out on our own but we also missed our Loganito. We ended up picking him up an hour earlier than planned. :)

Logan made us a cute little Valentine card from school - where he promptly ate part of the candy cane "heart" that was stuck to it before I could even look at the card. Oh well.


Logan also showered Lola (and her crate) with his favorite Legos and cars this weekend.


I bought iPhone covers for both Jon and I - can you tell which phone belongs to whom?

When we got home tonight, we had a lovely surprise waiting for us. One of the cats (I'm going to blame Iz) decided to bring us a dead mouse, to put on display in the middle of the living room.

Apparently he loves us that much (I'll spare you a pic).

Being Valentine's, I suppose it's the season of love (and gifts). And don't get me wrong, I love and adore all my boys.

But, I'm certain I could have done without the last gift and still had a wonderful day. ;-)