This year's the best Valentine's Day I've ever had, with my wife reading next to me on the couch and my boy deep in his morning nap in the swing. I've never known love before, but these two are as good as I've ever got and I guess I feel pretty blessed.
That doesn't mean I approve of Valentine's Day. Love's a discovery not a destination; it sneaks up without a calendar appointment. I've had a lot of Valentine's dates that I inflated, blew up, found wanting and I've had more than a few where I pined for something I didn't have. I'll take this one, with spit up on my shoulder and a shared cup of coffee.
I'm in love; who needs Valentine's Day?