This morning I went in to wake Oliver up for school. I crawled into his too-tiny toddler bed, cuddled up behind him, and whispered "Happy Valentine's Day sweet boy" into his ear. He turned his head, and with his hot little-boy breath in my face, murmured "I dreamed about you all night long, Mommy." "Oh?" I asked, "What did I do in your dream?"
"I dreamed that you came to my school and you were my Valentine all day long."
Oh, Oliver, my sweet almost-Valentine's Day baby, you'll be my Valentine all day, every day, for the rest of my life.