Lots of good stuff happened.
Mr F snuck home while we were out and put up streamers and left me a big bouquet of peonies (my favorite flower... even better than grocery store roses) and a box of chocolates.
Kid made me the cutest hand made card written all in French, since she knows I want to live in Paris.
Then...
Then...
She gave a dramatic reading of Mr F's card.
When she got to "my friend, my lover" she paused after friend thoroughly shocked, then quickly composed herself and really gave "my lover" all the emphasis she could possibly bestow it.
I was on the ground.
Mr F was blushing and about to die from embarrassment.
Then she said "Did he even read this before he bought it?!"
Oh, God... hysterical.
After her reading she repeated that line about one million times.
"my friend, (dramatic pause, meaningful gaze) my lover"
I have a feeling we're going to be having some good times today.
