Oh its Valentine's Day. My husband had to work both jobs today so we won't be having any romance today. Instead he got to spend all day with the cuties at his work and now he is teaching little cuties how to play drums. I guess I am lucky because I got to spend all day with my babies. They are so cute, although today they were a bit of a mess. Anyway back to the cuties at my husbands work. He works as a server at a restaurant. They are all very good looking. He comes home and tells me I am better looking than any of them. Which part of me is better my boobs that sag or my beautiful stretch marks from having four kids, one of which weighed in at almost 12 pounds at birth? It almost makes me more nervous when he says that. Then again I don't know if I actually want to hear him admit that one of them is good looking. Men are so physically driven I would find that hard to hear I think. Every day when he is leaving for work I give him the best kiss that I know how, hopefully it will help him want to come home at night. Dr Phil says you always have to make them want to come home, so I try not to wear sweats and always try to brush my hair before he leaves. This can be a real challenge when you homeschool the kids. I love him with my whole heart and just pray that he will never go down that path. But I know God doesn't give us things we can't handle, so I would make it. It reminds me of that Helen Ready song, "I am Woman hear mr roar."