So I got some really cute pics of Kyrie from when we went out to dinner, but the battery is dead on the digital camera. How bout some stories.

Story one. This morning I went to Wal-mart, and when I went in, I immediately started cracking up. On my left: five men hovering over the flowers. On my right: five overweight and lonely women in the express line with cheap valentine cupcakes.

Second story. We’re all watching the opening moments of House. A kid on a four-wheeler goes flying into some big tubes and bursts into flames. Kyrie laughs.

Kyrie has been having a hard time taking naps during the day, nursing (she often refuses to eat), and has even woken up several times the last couple of nights, which is quite unusual for her. I think she’s been teething for a long time now (she’s a drooler), but things just kicked up a notch. Maybe I’ll see a baby tooth poking through sometime soon.

Rick bought me roses and lindt chocolates after bringing me breakfast from McDonald’s. I have such a great husband.